Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan Orbit


@folclor


Delrick hugged Why'nn, but he turned to Sanguina and held out an arm to her. " Because she is separate from you. Fractured from you. The both of you are not whole with out the other."  With the Force he drew Sanguina into the hug. " You must heal this tear, this fracture."
 
NAR SHADDAA


@HK Fifty


Zerek sighed. 'Of course this isn't going to be easy. And I have to tell him to let me leave without pissing him off.' He then looked at 09 with a raised eyebrow. "At least I got paid last time, even if it did end with broken ribs and broken pride. I've got a simple gig set up. Cushy. I'm bringing an excess of booze as a personal supply and gift. Get in the guy's good graces, y'know? Make him see me as a positive instead of a negative. Maybe establish a nice pipeline for guaranteed future jobs." As Lindlea brought over a case containing the bottles, Zerek paid for them, silently praying that 09 would leave well enough alone and not press any further into his flimsy ass story.
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina squealed, happy, as she was drawn into the hug.  Two knives appeared in her hands and she was about to sink one into each of the other two but she saw Delrick's face and remembered his words.  Suddenly unsure, she let the weapons clatter to the ground, holding on tightly to her father.  "Daddy," she yawned, resting her head against him, "I don't want to die..."  Something odd was happening, she seemed to be getting sleepy where her initial response to this was fear and anger.


Why'nn broke free of the hug, glaring at the girl.  "No!  I don't want that... that thing as part of me!  Look at it!  Look at its scars and its eyes!  It had knives!  It's a monster.  I don't want it."
 
folclor said:
Alderaan System


@HK Fifty


"HK, really.  I'm not going to hurt you.  You can stop being scared of that.  Okay.  That's not much to go on, but we'll do a bit of flying around until you spot it.  I didn't see the ship so...  Can you tell me what type you think it is?"  Connor would deal with trying to negotiate his way onto the ship.  He had to see Why'nn again.


Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina pouted.  "I don't want clothes!"  She stomped her foot.  "And what do you think I want?  Cause what I want is simple.  What I want is to be with Master and to love him and have him love me.  I want to feel comfortable again.  I want him to hug me!"  The girl did not like this one bit.  "That isn't hurting!  It feels good!  It always feels good!  How do I get to feel good again if he doesn't cut me anymore?"
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Alderaan Orbit


@folclor


HK-50-01's photoreceptors shifted to the (what should have been) standard dark orange hue , clearly releived that he wasn't the target of any displeasure. Indeed , his somewhat bent posture seemed to partially straighten as he continually scanned the busy space lanes around Alderaan. "Informational : If I remember correctly , it was some sort of republic prototype. I'm afraid I don't have any specific details , S- Connor." Of course , just as he finished speaking the comm louhslh chirped. 'Just flying around' wouldn't be able to happen - they wouldn't even be able to land without answering a lengthy series of questions. Still , he deferred to Connor on who was going to answer it (not answering and completing his mission was entirely out of the question). "Query : should you or I answer it?" 


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Alderaan 


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna , @TommyGun15


T7-V8 , after what seemed like ages and several sets of spliced together dialouge from his master Delrick , finally was cleared to land the ship in the designated space port for travelers - which just happened to be crowded with tens of hundreds of ships of dozens of variations. I doubt any Sith will find us here , not by the time we're able to lift off anyway.. As soon as he landed , he disengaged from his override socket and rolled along to the Main Hold. To him , everyone seemed asleep - T7 wasn't nearly familiar enough with Jedi and Sith to be fully aware of what they were doing. If only I could've slept through that ceaseless questionnaire , myself.. Well , it appears I have nothing to do! 


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Nar Shaddaa


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 - having nearly always considered pride tied to one's life - aristocratic ally turned his metallic skull up at the idea of someone losing their pride. He only felt *more* disgusted as Zerek continually talked about 'fleshsack' vices like bribing and security. As was typical , he seemed all the more egotistical now that he had 'proven' his superiority to others. "Query/Mockery : Oh yes , you got paid. You do know it isn't a successful job if it proves your superiority , right? Oh how lovely , a cushy job! You can do absolutely nothing to prove you're superior. Then again , you're a Fleshsack , I don't expect you to understand. So what exactly are you hired for , other than bribing him and generally being a typically sycophantic fool?" 
 
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Alderaan Orbit


@folclor


Delrick saw the knives and was about to say something, but nodded approvingly when she dropped them. He gently patted her head, as he looked to Why'nn. " You do not have a choice in this. She is a strong part of you." He stood straight and gave his daughter a very serious look, one that she would remember from when times when he would teach her truths about the Force and galaxy. " Those scars and those eyes and those knives are yours. She wears them because she has accepted them, she has also accepted the role as your protector. That's why she didn't fight back."
 
Alderaan Orbit


@HK Fifty


Connor glared at the comm unit before hitting it.  He spoke to the man on the other end, giving out the needed information.  He also gave out the description of the ship he was looking for and the travelers aboard.  After a moment, he was told that a ship fitting that description that had just landed.  Connor glanced up at 01.


Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina seemed to wake up at this, though she didn't respond beyond nuzzling her father gently.


"Get that thing out of your arms, Dad!  It's ...ugh!"  Why'nn threw her hands up in frustration, beginning to pace.  "You want me to accept it?  It's not a 'she,' it's an 'it.'  And why are you holding it?  It even stole my face!  I'm... I'm gonna kill it!"
 
Alderaan Orbit


@folclor


Delrick shook his head. " Why'nn, she is you. Nothing was stolen. She has been a part of you your entire life. It was only recently, at the hands of Nah-Iblen did she fully manifest." Delrick gently extracted himself from Sanguina and set her on a couch. Turning to Why'nn he shook his head. " You can't kill it. No matter how hard you try, you cannot. I know. "  In his eyes she would see the tired look of admission. " You are not the only one to have to confront an aspect of yourself."
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina whined as he put her down, standing up, she went back to his side, grabbed his hand.  "I'm not an it!  I'm a person!" she insisted.


Why'nn growled at the little girl, but her opponent simply stared in defiance.  Why'nn broke first, looking away.  "I don't like it.  What do I have to do?  And don't say his name ever again."


"He's our master..."


"He was a sick fuck!  I'm fucking 14!  He raped me, cut me up, and used me for whatever sadistic pleasures he wanted and that thing wants to say he's 'our master.'"  She rolled her eyes.  "'Our master.'  Our master who had me drugged and trussed up like a slave girl!  Our master who strapped me to a damned table, made me defenseless, and made me eat people.  Oh, yeah, such a great master."
 
NAR SHADDAA


@HK Fifty


Zerek was thinking on his feet, finding plausible requests that could hopefully get 09 to let him go alone. "If you must know, it's a body guarding gig. Some guy wants protection for his daughter, apparently she's a hot commodity or something." Zerek's entire story was, of course, false. However, telling the Jedi hating assassin droid that you were going to train with a Grey Jedi was begging for a missing limb or worse. Even then, his resolve was wavering. He got the feeling 09 was not going to let him go alone.
 
Alderaan Orbit


@folclor


Delrick frowned slightly and looked at the small hand that grasped his. He did not disengage however, he did look to Why'nn and raised an eyebrow at the request to never speak of Nah-iblen. " You've already begun. You're speaking to her." Delrick stood to the side, so as not be a barrier to the dialog as it progressed. He knew that confrontation would take place, whether it was verbal or physical, in order for there to be acceptance. It was clear to him that Sanguina accepted Why'nn as someone who needed to be protected, but not as part of her. And it was clear the Why'nn wanted nothing to do with her darker self, but might be willing to confront her. 
 
Orbital Commerce Station-Unknown Location


Bent over on the ground, the thing that used to be the stations chief cried in agony as another blade was driven into his side, before being yanked out by the mandalorian. Seated nearby, Ryols slowly cleaned the blood off his helmet, drawn from the chiefs former lover or something, Ryols hadn't spared the time to figure out before he shot her. Rising to his feet, he slowly walked over to the sobbing figure on the ground, before driving his foot into his bleeding side, and waiting for the mans scream to stop.


Crouching down next to him, Ryols waited a few moments before repeating his earlier question. "Now, I think its quiet simple. All you have to do is send out a little signal using a special frequency. Now, the only reason I am here is because your station has the strongest transponder for several sectors. When I asked nicely the first time, and you refused, well, we all remember that." Rising to his feet, Ryols leveled the pistol and shot the man in the leg, and watched him shrivel away from the impact. Nodding to the two mercenaries, they hauled the mans body up, and tossed him to the nearby terminal station, and Ryols placed his pistol to the back of the mans head.


"Now, unlock the terminal, and decode the interference filters, now, and it will all be over." Ryols put as much sincerity into his voice as he could, and the man nodded, quickly typing in a code using his remaining hand, the other long since devoid of fingers. Turning, the man quickly nodded to Ryols, only to see the blaster barrel pointed down his nose, followed by the bark and a red flash, and the now headless body slumped to the floor. Turning, he nodded to the mercenary, who quickly put in the frequency, and sent out the signal.


Turning, Ryols led the small party out of the communication room, and into the main hall of the station. Once an area of activity, all that remained was a smoking wreck, and dozens of bodies lay scattered everywhere, several still groaning. Walking over them as if they weren't there, Ryols made his way to the waiting shuttle, pausing only for a moment to look at the three bodies that had been pinned to the wall, each painted the color of one of his former partners.


"Lets see if you remember that old signal...aruetiise"


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna
 
Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn glared at the thing that looked like her.  "I'm going to kill you.  You are not me, you're not part of me."  She called her saberstaff to her and ignited it.


Sanguina sighed and shook her head.  "Master would be so disappointed in you.  Why don't you like me?"


"You're everything he wanted!"


"I am, but I've always been part of you."


Why'nn dashed forward, aiming to cut her enemy in half, but the blade passed through Sanguina with no injury given.


"You can't kill me."  Sanguina grinned, giggled, then shed her clothes and danced away from the antagonistic Why'nn.  "Daddy told you already.  Why are you trying to hurt me?"


"You're not a real person!"  The cry was accompanied by another attack that did not hurt the smaller girl.


This was met with a glaring pout and Sanguina held out her hand.  It seemed as if she, too, would pull out the saberstaff.  No, she pulled out Nah-Iblen's lightwhip.  Why'nn's eyes went wide.
 
Alderaan System


Thin streaks of light contracted into pinpoint clarity as the Arvro-class Light Freighter erupted from hyperspace into the Alderaan System, and Makri clapped her hands as though it were a show put on for her personal entertainment. "Third jump complete," an artificial voice advised unnecessarily. "Welcome to the Alderaan System." 


"Good Puppy," Makri gushed as she slid from her seat. The weary Arkanian on the floor gave her a brief glance of exhausted horror, then dipped his head in submission. "Your will, Mistress."


Makri probably could have persuaded the ex-pilot to give her command permissions for the ship's computer, but to her mind if the computer did as he told it, and he did as she told him then it was all the same thing - right? And at least she wouldn't have to concentrate for the whole journey, or worse, risk getting bored. From the kolto-patch bandaged to his side and the recent charring around his empty right eye-socket it was clear that she'd kept herself amused somehow. Despite what was almost certainly utter terror of her, the pilot of the Skyllian Reach had had all the fight beaten out of him and dared not take advantage of his sole command authority aboard the ship. After all, if she found out she might be unhappy. And that could be... bad.


"Take us in toward wherever most of the merchant ships are at a cruising speed. Fly natural," she grinned. "I need to meditate to find our prey." She retreated to the rear of cockpit and crossed her legs, drawing them up beneath her and turning her palms upward to the notional sky. Puppy threw an anxious glance her way, then began issuing the relevant commands to the ship's auto-pilot - a rudimentary intelligence, but the only way he could pilot the Reach since both his arms were removed above the elbow. He directed the Arvro in towards the traders stacking up in Alderaan orbit, then cast a glance over at comms console.


It would be so simple. They were well outside of Imperial-controlled space, and she couldn't even fly the ship without him. She needed him, didn't she? Just one simple signal and she'd never know a thing until the Republic troopers came aboard. He cleared his throat, threw a last glance at his silent passenger and froze. Her eyes were closed as she reached out her senses for strong presences in the Force, but as though she felt his eyes on her, she gave a tiny smile and he forgot all about calling for help.


She would know. No matter what, she would know.
 
Alderaan 


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick stepped back and watched the conflict begin. He knew, from his own confrontation with his own inner consciousness, that the weapons they held would do no harm to the other. They would interact with each other, but not touch the wielder. Only physical contact could do that. Even the Force would not necessarily hurt them, but could touch them, as Why'nn had demonstrated earlier. And only physical acceptance would represent mental acceptance and the assimilation of the fragment. 


When he saw Sanguina draw a whip to her hand he raised an eyebrow at the unique choice; Why'nn's reaction did not go unnoticed. 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina saw Why'nn's expression and seemed to immediately feel guilty, hiding the light whip away.  "I know you want to fight me but I can't fight you," she stated.  "No matter what you think of me, I'm not here to hurt.  I woke up when Master was showing his love and you were so sad.  I didn't want you to be sad anymore, so I made you go to sleep.  But now I make you sad and nothing I can do will protect you from it...  Daddy wants you to draw me back in, but I don't wanna die.  You want me to die..."


Why'nn stared at the thing, mouth agape.  That made little to no sense.  This thing was trying to protect her?  Her stare moved to her father.  "What... what is it talking about?  I can kill it?"


The younger girl looked down.  "So you do want me to die..."
 
Alderaan 


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick nodded and looked between the two. " Sanguina fractured away from your conscious mind while you were being tortured. To protect you from the pain and suffering you were undergoing." The former Jedi clasped his hands behind his back. " From what I can tell, she represents the sadistic and darker deviant tendencies that have always lived in you. She is the mental projection of your Sith heritage." He looked to Sanguina, but spoke to Why'nn. " It wouldn't be so much as you killing her, as accepting her for what she represents and what is she is for you. She would not die, but become part of you rather then apart from you."  Looking to Why'nn, sympathy in his eyes. " You may not want her, but the only way for this top end is for you to reclaim yourself."


Dantooine


@folclor @ArisenMoon


 On board the ship the pilots were going through the shut down protocols and began the various tasks of maintaining the ship and prepping for take off. As it seemed that over the last two days they had needed to make hasty withdrawals.


It was then that the signal came through. It took each of them a moment to place the transmission. "Is that right?" 


The co-pilot shrugged as he checked the comunit. "Seems like, but they're standing outside...." He let the statement hang in growing tense air. 


"And Jace is back in the arena."


"That laandur aruetyc chakaar! (delicate, traitorous scum-bag) Trace and verify that signal, see where it's coming from and that it's legit. I'm gonna check our weapons and power cells and run diagnostics!" The pilot stood and moved to the maintenance hatch. 


"When do we tell them?"


Standing at the hatch, the pilot looked back. "Once were certain."


Nodding they both went about their tasks, knowing that Chuka and Illya would be furious when that heard that covert recovery signal Ryols came up with. 
 
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Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


"Then why doesn't she look Sith?" Why'nn demanded.


"Daddy, I don't want to die!  Don't let me die, please!"  The girl came to him and grasped his arm.  "I want to keep living!  I like being alive..."


"Don't touch him!"  Another blast of Force energy emanated from Why'nn, slamming into the smaller Sanguina.  But the girl only moved a step or two back this time.


"He's my daddy, too."  The girl stood up straight, obstinate as she regarded the whole from which she'd come.  "I don't want to make you sad, but you aren't the only one in here anymore.  I exist.  You can't make me go away.  I'm here to stay.  No matter how bad you make things for me or how bad Daddy makes things for me, I'm going to be here.  That's something I can promise you.  You're a wreck.  You saw Master's light whip and you would've cried if I drew my knives.  You hate our scars, you hate Master's masterpiece.  But he did this for us.  I haven't raised a hand to you and I won't.  You just need to get over yourself.  I'm sick and tired of playing babysitter when I'm the younger one.  But you know all about that, don't you?"


"Stop."


"No.  You do know all about it because when Daddy abandoned us we were Mommy's sole emotional support.  And she didn't even love us.  You know she didn't.  And 01 is too scared to take care of himself.  We have to be his support, too.  Without us he'd probably self destruct.  He's probably threatened it."  Sanguina let go of Delrick's hand and began to approach Why'nn.  "Then there's Connor.  Poor, sweet Connor.  He was the reason I came to be in the first place.  You liked tormenting him.  You loved tossing him in Beast's pen.  That was me.  When you shot him with lightning or settled in happily during Master's lessons, that was me.  But don't you remember?"


"Stop talking!"


"When Daddy abandoned us it was Master who held us.  Remember when we cried and he stroked our hair to comfort us?  Remember when he cooked us all that delicious food?  How he used to let us stay with him at night?  Remember when he taught us how to carve a person up?  You liked that.  The feel of the riven flesh on our fingers, the blood running out onto the table, so beautiful..."


"I said stop!"


"Remember the first time he bathed us?  At the Academy on Korriban... don't you remember?  We got so covered in blood and Mommy was so angry about the mess outside so Master helped us clean up before she could come in.  Don't you remember?  And then, when Mommy was sad, don't you remember how Master helped us turn our skin red to make her smile?  Master wasn't bad."


"...Please... stop..."  Why'nn crumpled to the ground, face hidden in her hands.


"He made us feel good before, too.  Remember?  He touched our special places before.  It was so fun!  He gave us wine before, too.  We felt so fuzzy and good, and then he held us and stroked our hair... he touched us in special places!"


"I was 9...  I didn't know any better..."  She looked up at her father as if begging forgiveness.


Sanguina smiled and nodded.  "Yes!  Of course, we weren't ready to be a woman then and he knew it very well.  So he waited until we were ready!  See?  Master's the best!"
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Delrick listened and watched. This was very much how his own acceptance played out. He had been broken down, in a dark place and had to confront who he really was, and it had been difficult. To see and speak with the side of you you did not want to exist or even acknowledge. He thought he had been losing his mind. Facing all the dark truths about who he was and what he had done. But he came to accept who and what he was, and now in this place, he knew Why'nn would find the same strength and come out stronger for it. 


Looking to Why'nn and with a solemn look and a slow nod, he gave his forgiveness she needed. It was not her fault, but she would not feel that way. " You must face your past and accept who you were, what you've done and who you are. Otherwise you will never be able to move on. And will forever be haunted by her. " 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina glared up at her father.  "Haunted?  I'm not a ghost..."


Why'nn hesitated, but nodded, closing her eyes.  "Okay, so I let that sick bastard touch me.  I didn't know any better.  I was a kid and you were gone.  Mother needed me for support and I didn't have anyone to turn to.  HK-50-01 was a mess as Mother stepped up torture on him...  Connor was always at Mother's side and I never had time to just be with her.  He was always skulking, watching, I hated him then.  That bastard was the only one who offered me a place to cry when I needed to and I didn't know what he was doing was wrong."


"But it wasn't!" Sanguina insisted.  "How is love wrong?"


"That wasn't love, it was... I don't know what it was, but it was not love..."


"Of course it was, and is!  You know Master will come back soon.  I can't wait to see him again."  A giggle escaped the little girl's throat. "It wasn't very nice what you did, by the way.  He only wants to help."


"I don't know what you're talking about..."


"After he was so nice to us, gave us so much, made us a woman...  You were the one who told him no and you hurt him.  But I'm sure he'll forgive you.  He knows it wasn't me."


"He's dead..."


"He'll never die.  But it's clear to me that Daddy doesn't want me and you don't want me.  I'm not going away."  Sanguina crossed her arms.  "Do your worst, but I'm not going away."
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Delrick looked to Sanguina, he shook his head at her lack of understanding of how things worked. Like death or the mind. 


But he paused as she spoke about Nah-iblen being dead, but coming back very soon. Something about her some and giggle have him doubt about her master's finality. 


" Your experiences will never go away. But Why'nn you must fully accept all of what Sanguina represents or she will be able to take control of your actions, leaving you with no memories of what happened. Eventually, given enough time she will override who you are and you will no longer be you. You will be the fragment of memory. Deep I slumber in the back of her mind."  Delrick looked truly sad as he spoke. " And then my daughter truly will be dead and gone. Not even becoming one with the Force. Just fading away into nothingness." 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn paused as she looked up at her dad, surprised.  Slowly, she got to her feet.  "It... hurts, you know.  I don't want to remember."


"You could be awake while I'm in control," Sanguina countered.


"I don't want to go back through, to feel it again."  Very faint etches of the scars began to appear on the teen's body and she hissed in pain.  Turning her face away from the other two, she felt the tears beginning to well.


"It was fine.  He was showing us his love."


"He drugged me."


"It was his favorite tea."


"He drew his knife across my skin."


"He kissed the cuts and drank our blood."


"He taunted me."


"We were aggressive and he played along."


"He made me eat a person..."


"A slave who would've gone to a rancor otherwise became our meal."


"He bathed me in blood."


"Something to celebrate our new birth."


"I hate him."


"I love him."


But the scars were now visible on Why'nn's body.  The girls spoke in unison, as if both thought at the same time, two different interpretations.  
 
folclor said:
Alderaan Orbit


@HK Fifty


Connor glared at the comm unit before hitting it.  He spoke to the man on the other end, giving out the needed information.  He also gave out the description of the ship he was looking for and the travelers aboard.  After a moment, he was told that a ship fitting that description that had just landed.  Connor glanced up at 01.


Alderaan Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Sanguina seemed to wake up at this, though she didn't respond beyond nuzzling her father gently.


"Get that thing out of your arms, Dad!  It's ...ugh!"  Why'nn threw her hands up in frustration, beginning to pace.  "You want me to accept it?  It's not a 'she,' it's an 'it.'  And why are you holding it?  It even stole my face!  I'm... I'm gonna kill it!"
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Alderaan Orbit


@folclor , @Constantin


HK-50-01 was altogether releived that the (as far as he had heard) lengthy bureaucratic process seemed to be shortened. It didn't bother him that Connor had used his - not yet unchallenged - status as a Dark Council member's Apprentice (if not exactly which) to pass with more speed in the least. As soon as his Compatriot glanced up at him , he nodded eagerly , his tone matching. "Eager Affirmation/Informational : Oh yes yes yes , that is definitely Delrick's ship. He'll probably be in the section where all the travelers are - he likes to stay hidden like that. Oh I can't wait to see Why'nn again , she'll love seeing me too and everyone'll be happy again!" If he could've been smiling , he would have. Instead , his eyes shifted into having more of a green hue. The overeager assassin droid had forgot about waking his creation altogether. 


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Nar Shaddaa


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 held back a laugh. bodyguarding? Really? What kind of daughter is this , the last child of the most recently deceased member of the dark council? Ooh.. That'd actually be a great job to show just how superior I am. Imagine how many Sith assassins they'd send after someone like that.. Regardless of whether the Renegade intended it or not , he only succeeded in piquing the bloodthirsty droid's interest further. "Eager Query : where's the job taking place? For that matter , how much does it pay?" 
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Delrick nodded to Why'nn. " I know it does. Reliving our past is sometimes painful. No matter how much time passes, some parts of our history is always fresh and raw and tender. " 


He watched as she stood, watching the scars appear on his daughter. He knew she was starting to remember what Sanguina knew. 


They were seeing the same things, but saying different things. Delrick knew this was a difficult and dangerous time for Why'nn. She would on the verge of breaking down. Of losing control. 


" Why'nn you have already lived through these things once before, you can come through them again. You know what to expect." His words were laced with strength and encouragement. She would feel faith in her, she would feel his resolve bolster hers. 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn looked up at her father and took a deep breath, then nodded.  "Okay.  I can do this, then."  She took another deep breath and turned back to the thing in her mind.  "Look.  I know what happened and I don't need you to protect me."


Sanguina glared at both her father and Why'nn.  "You're trying to hurt me, Daddy, and I've been nothing but nice.  Get out, Daddy.  Get out before I hurt your little girl because apparently you both think I'm a monster!"  She took a deep breath, tears beginning to run down her cheeks.  "Your daughter will be well and truly gone?  And you don't need me?"  The girl pulled knives out of what would've been hidden sheaths on her arms.  Why'nn began to cower.  "See?  See?!  But you don't need me.  The sight of a knife has you cowering like a kitten!"  Sanguina put the knives away.  "I'd rather not have to do this.  I don't want to be what you see me as.  But if that's what you need, that's what I'll be."
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Delrick stepped between them, ready to stop harm to either of them. " Enough! Why'nn is trying to accept you! You came about to protect her from an event that was too much for her to handle. " Looking to Why'nn then back to Sanguina. " You are not a monster, but you know what scares her. You want to protect her, keep her safe. But as you see knives frighten her." He looked to Sanguina, a stern look on his face. "Nah-iblen is no longer torturing Why'nn. The purpose that you came to be is no longer."  His features softened a bit. " You are not a monster, you are a protector. Do not let your fear of the unknown drive you to become the thing you claim you are not." He shook his head once. " Sometimes to teach a lesson to ones child one must not be nice. But I would never hurt my daughter. Any part of her."
 
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