Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


When Delrick stuck the needle into Fali's arm, for a moment the former slave's eyes filled with a rage that was uncharacteristic of the attitude he'd shown so far, his hand darting out and wrapping around Delrick's arm with a deceptive strength.  Then  Fali fell asleep, his arm dropping to his side, leaving a series of red, finger-shaped welts that would almost certainly become purple, finger-shaped bruises later on.
 
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NAR SHADDAA


@HK Fifty


Zerek rolled his eyes at 09's request for more information. Right now. In the open. Where the information in question was sensitive. "It's a very... unconventional job. I'll tell you more on my ship." Zerek quickly wove through the crowded streets, the crate of whiskey having little impact on his travel time. Once they were both finally on board, Zerek started getting ready for takeoff and explaining. "So, the long and short of it is, I was offered training, I'm going to see if this guy's legit, and maybe earn some cash on the side." He checked where that ship had landed, and charted a course for Alderaan. 'Weird place to try and hide, but OK.' As the ship took off, he turned back to 09. "Now, seeing as you're coming with me, there are rules that I expect you to follow. I think Why'nn is going to be there, so no shooting her, and the guy in question is her father, so no shooting him." Zerek paused for a moment, then clarified. "And no, that doesn't mean you can harm them in ways that aren't shooting. Just don't hurt them, and you'll be fine. Hurt them, and you will have pissed me off, and 01 would never even consider joining forces with you. At all." Zerek quickly got the ship ready, and jumped to Alderaan. Sure, he may have touched a bit of a nerve there, but sometimes he needed 09 to behave. Learning this little pressure point would hopefully keep the droid in line when it was needed.
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Truthfully , HK-50-01 didn't notice he was taking the lead. He was much too absorbed in sorting through the ships and various people that were crowding the space port , excitedly hoping to glimpse either Why'nn or the ship. It took him some time , and a long trek (yet despite that , they had traversed barely a sixteenth of the overall space port) , but the Assassin Droid finally locked onto a ship appearing exactly as the one on Dathomir had. He gestured to it as he spoke. "Statement : I'm afraid I don't know much about it other than that has to be it. If she isn't on there.. We'll just have to keep looking." He would defer to Connor on how they would proceed - though , personally , he would've simply requested permission to enter. Why'nn would let them in - what reason would she have not to? 


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Hyperspace


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 mechanically snorted , annoyed that apparently the information was too sensitive. 'He does know I'll just shoot anyone who overhears , right?' Still , even he could be moderately patient when it was required. Naturally , this only made him more displeased when he learned that it would be a training mission. 'Training for WHAT? Oh , wait.. more Jedi garbage. Force powers have been and will continue to be inferior to me , with or without a heavy repeating carbine. Perhaps you should be learning how to be ME , then.' Still , that displeasure paled in comparison to the fact that he would have to follow Rules. His voice clearly communicated this , along with the consistent blaster-spinning. "Displeasure : You know Zerek , I'm not a blasted idiot. Of course I know Oh-One won't join me if I harm his precious little savior Why'nn. I damn sure know it's a bad idea to assassinate an employer - even if it's likely I won't actually be employed anyway , seeing as how this is clearly just you being a moronic fleshsack again. I'm not a blasted toddler wandering around needing to be chaperoned , though you certainly fripping are. What if this is some kind of Jedi trap? See , this is why I'm coming in the first place - other than just to prove how superior I am. If I didn't , you'd end up getting yourself taken back for 'redemption' and end up just like Revan - another mind-wiped Jedi puppet. Except , unlike her , you wouldn't be Intellegent enough to be able to recover yourself." Unlike the last time he had gotten this displeased ,  he didn't leave - Oh-Nine was firmly charged with the sense of pure superiority he had gained at the bar. 
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Delrick was sitting with his back to the passage that lead from the forward part of the ship, the bridge and his cabin mainly, drinking a glass of water. He was reflecting on the events of recently, letting them loop through his mind. He would do this on missions to show him to process information and to see things he may have missed on first glance. Like a waking dream. 


He swivels to smile at Why'nn when she steps out and asks about the former slave. " He's fine. It seemed he was in shock from the carnage and evacuation on Dathomir. I gave him a sedative and placed in the med bay, he's sleeping peacefully." His arm had a bit tender from the grip Fali had had on his arm, but it was nothing that had bothered him for long. In fact with a brief healing meditation, both the "love" Sanguina had shown him and the minor bruises were gone.


He stood and with a smile held the power cell from her saberstaff out to her. " Before we go you may want to reinstall this. I have a strong feeling there will be a need for it before this day ends." He could the raw fluctuating dark side energies of an apprentice Sith very close. 


Ini, who had been tinkering with the missile launchers, and gotten them all online, crawled out of a maintenance hatch. He looked to Delrick and Why'nn, heaving a sigh and shaking his head. He waved as he walked into the cargo bay, which had become his defacto workshop. 


The ramp to the ship was up and the security systems were in place. This was the standard way the Tythian Shadow entered every port, it helped keep uninvited guests from making them selves at home. But whenever someone would approach the ramp area, a camera would activate to allow Delrick, or T7, to see who it was and either grant access or activate countermeasures. 
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Connor nodded and stood up straight, squaring his shoulders. He approached the ship, noticing the landing ramp wasn't down yet. Frowning just a little, he came a bit closer, inspecting the ship as best he could. He wasn't hostile but he did motion for the HK unit to follow him.


"What's the best way to get in contact with them? I feel like we should try to talk Delrick into letting is onboard."


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Why'nn sighed and looked down. "I hope he's okay. He's had a rough time. He was at the compound when I arrived which tells me two things: that monster didn't like to eat men and Fali has had a really bad life. I want to help him, Dad. I think he feels safe with me and I'd rather he stay."
 
Alderaan


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick nodded his understanding. 'You care about those in worse places then you.' There was a beeping chirp from a the display table in the middle forward part of the room. "He seemed fine overall, no obvious signs of trauma or injuries physically. The equipment in the med bay will keep him comfortable and healthy until we get back today." The former Jedi moved to display to see Connor and an HK droid moving about the ship. " Are you expecting company?" He looked Why'nn and raised an eyebrow, knowing Sanguina had not sent any signals and neither had Why'nn. " Because Connor is here." Why'nn would see the irritation on her father's face as well as feeling him withdraw from the Force. She would still see him, but not be able to feel him there, no one who could sense the Force would be able to tell him from a non-force sensitive person. 'How the hell did he find us?'
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Why'nn nodded as he spoke.  "Well, he's the only person who really knows what I went through besides me and... I think I'm the only person who could understand his struggles as well.  Since that monster killed all the other slaves it's not likely he'll find empathy elsewhere."  Her mood was further dampened by the news of Connor arriving.  She closed her eyes, grimacing slightly.


"I don't want him here," she whispered, her own Force presence seeming to try and shrink.  She didn't know how to hide herself, though, so the exercise was futile.  "I... He'll want to hold me, want to be affectionate and I can't handle that right now.  If it was HK-50-01 it'd be different, but Connor..."  Why'nn hugged herself.  "He'll take it as a betrayal and he'll want to know everything, but he won't understand.  I'm not ready for that."
 
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@HK Fifty


Zerek set the autopilot and two alarms while 09 went on his little tirade. 'Dear god, is he still going? If he had lungs, I'd be impressed. Wonder if I can just mute him without him realizing it?' The idea of getting mind wiped by the Jedi was both unpleasant, and unlikely. "Uh-huh. And they're going to find me how? I hide my Force presence near constantly. It's not perfect, but it fools most Jedi. And if they caught me they'd kill me, simple as that. I don't think they're stupid enough to take that kind of risk." Zerek did grin a little, though. "Now if this is a trap, I'll give the guy credit. It's a damn good setup." He reclined his chair and waited until they hit Alderaan.
 
Alderaan


@folclor @HK Fifty


He nodded and sighed at hearing the former slave was possibly a good option to give and receive solace. "I understand you feel a sympathetic bond with him because you both suffered under his former master. But how well do you really know him? There is something about the former slave that eats at my sensibilities and the Force gives me an uneasy feeling around him." He takes a few commands into the display, there was a faint metallic click and a hiss followed by a dull double thud. "I believe he is more then he seems or is letting on."


The display beeped once and Delrick nodded as he looked to the screen. " Well as for dealing with Connor the Shadow has some tricks up her sleeve." He grinned a mischievous grin.  


The ramp lowered with a hiss and a faint cloud of vapor that quickly dissipated, when the ramp touched the deck there was a quiet metallic click. It led into the ships airlock and decontamination chamber.


Delrick had sealed the inner airlock so it could not be opened from the outside. An invisible and odorless gas began silently flooding the compartment, spilling out and down the ramp into the surrounding area. Anyone who entered the concentrated area of gas who be rendered unconscious within a few breaths. 


Once Connor and 01 were massing their way up the ramp a voice called out to them over a hidden speaker. "[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)] This is the private yacht of His Majesty the Crown Prince of Tof. State your business.[/COLOR]" Delrick winked at Why'nn as the com system modulated his voice sound much higher then it actually was. 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty


"I don't think I need to be really well versed in a person's history to know he saved my life," Why'nn replied.  "He's been nothing but helpful and I don't know what you're talking about with the Force.  Is it the Force or you being overprotective?"  As she spoke, she put her power cell back in its place and looked up at the screen.


Her eyes widened.  "HK-50-01!  It's HK-50-01!!  Dad, we have to let him in!  We have to!  Oh, he's alive and okay!"


Connor glared at the ship as the speaker spoke.  "Cut the crap, Delrick.  I know it's you and I know Why'nn's inside."  He walked a bit further up, far enough to get a good whiff of the gas, and passed out, falling to the ground.


"Dad, please, before he gets scared, we have to let him in!"
 
Alderaan


@folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick snickered as Connor called his bluff, but it didn't matter as he just meant to stall to get him up the ramp. " Calm down little one. We'll let him in as soon as I finish venting the compartment." It was good to see Why'nn so excited, 01 had always been a source of comfort and happiness for her before he was forced to leave. 


He shrugged at her question regarding his behavior towards Fali. " If it was just overprotective father, the boy wouldn't have made planet side. I'm just saying we need to be careful around him, there's more to him then it seems." As he was speaking the compartment had finished venting and a green light flashed three times to indicate it was safe. " Alright, go get your droid as bring them both in here. We'll put Connor the med bay." 


If Delrick were honest he wasn't looking forward to reuniting with the assassin droid. He didn't hold much ill will towards him, even though the droid had been then only one that could've revealed to Manara his secret. But he was going to let the Force guide him. He stood with a stern expression and watched as the trio entered. 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty


As soon as she was able, Why'nn rushed out the door and, jumping, embraced HK-50-01.  "You're alive," she murmured, her face buried against his metallic frame.  "I was so worried..."  She let herself drop to the ground and grabbed his hand, very hesitantly glancing at Connor.  After a moment of thought, she lifted him, gently, with the Force, and guided him inside, pulling the assassin droid with her.  Once they were inside and the doors were closed, the girl placed Connor gently on the ground and turned around, hugging HK-50-01 once more.
 
Alderaan


The door closed safely behind the man and his droid - who looked far more menacing than he'd acted when his apparent master had been knocked out - and Makri Ona emerged from the shadow of the next freighter over, simultaneously dropping the concealment from around her Force signature. It was one of the little tricks she'd learnt since first leaving Darth Trakus' side, and with it gone a trained mind that sought her could easily make out a presence that was more than a mere apprentice, yet far far less than any Master. But that was for more paranoid minds by far; right now the young woman was the soul of openness as she strode across the cermacrete and up the ramp. She stopped a foot back from where the gas had laid Connor low and looked up toward the camera with a cheeky smile. 


"Is this a private party, or can anyone come to play?"
 
Alderaan


Fifty one angrily cursed to himself as he shuffled back toward Connor's ship. On his thigh was a paper ticket, the landing pad utility droid gave him a 25,000 credit fine for, "attempting to persuade an officer of the law into aiding space craft theft." He made all manner of threats against the little chirping bastard, who threatened to administer more tickets for threatening property of the Alderaan Docking Customs. This then thrust the pair into a debate over whether or not droids should be considered 'property' of meatbags. Now that he was thoroughly frustrated, the primary thought on his cognition protocols was to detonate something large, that always made him feel better. Upon his return to Connor's ship, he walked upon two Rodian scoundrels attempting to activate the command console, they were whispering to each other in their hideous language before they noticed the 'protocol' droid ascending the ramp. They squawked some excuse or threat at the droid, he didn't really care, he slowly moved toward them, saying, "Query: Terribly sorry gentleman, I am not equipped to translate that language, could you repeat your sentiment in another tongue?"


As one reached for his blaster, the irritated droid extended his wrist blade, slicing the alien's throat before his comrade could even register what was happening; he then swung his other arm in a sideways hook at the Rodian's skull, connecting with mechanical force that immediately shattered the bone and made contact with its brain, leaving it with internal hemorrhaging of the brain. The two bodies dropped onto the cold metal floor of the ship almost simultaneously, he set to dragging them into the maintenance room that he had made into his den, fresh blood trails left in their wake. Now he had to explain to his temporary comrades why there were two Rodian bodies in the maintenance room, and why there was a broken landing console.


"Statement: This day has certainly not gone according to plan." He vented.
 
Alderaan


@folclor , @Grim Wraithe Stjerna , @Greenbriar


HK-50-01 nodded rather eagerly when his unspoken suggestion was deemed the best course of action , following instantly with an almost confident air to his stance- not that he didn't feel trepidatious when he heard the voice of what had to be the ship's owner. Still , something didn't make sense to him. 'Crown Prince of Tof? What's the king of an empire in Companion Besh doing on Alderaan? The Tof.. Aren't known for being diplomats.' In fact , that (hand-in-hand with his Compatriot's statement) was the only thing that kept him from walking away to continue scanning. He didn't notice any of the gas , moaning quietly and beginning to shake when Connor fell to the deck. 


Oh-One struggled to resist the urge to fall to his knees in submission , on the very verge of it when he felt as much as saw Why'nn dart out and embrace him. The Class-Four droid ceased trembling and softly cooed , feeling altogether releived that he wasn't in anyone's displeasure. He took her hand and eagerly followed , yellow photoreceptors rimming green as he was pulled along further into the ship. He failed to register Delrick's stern look (it would have only frightened him , regardless) as they mutually embraced , instead focused on just how much he wanted to tell Why'nn of what had happened the past few days , though it felt like months. Just as his vocabulator crackled to speak , he picked up a  decidedly female voice from the communications console. Looking over at the screen , he still was unaware of who exactly it was speaking. "Query : Is that person anyone either of you know?" 


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Hyperspace


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 mechanically snorted , finding even the idea that Zerek presumed to know more of the Jedi than he did - he , the droid who was created specifically to kill Jedi. "Informational/Query : You do realize that there are Jedi trained and equipped specifically to hunt down and capture idiots like you , right? Trust me , I've killed at least two by now. They'd also be just the type to set up this sort of trap. Really , did you think any of this through when you decided to undergo this training? As for that they wouldn't be that stupid , you of all people should know how weak and foolish they are. I doubt any Jedi Council member actually has the stomach to kill anyone themselves."
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar


Why'nn had to half pull away from the hug to regard the camera.  Even as she saw the woman, she shook her head.  "No...  I don't know her... um...  Come on, HK-50-01, maybe we should let Dad deal with this..."  In what was probably her smartest move of the day, the girl backed away.  That being said, it was likely her voice would've been picked up by the microphone, meaning the woman would've heard it.  Why'nn didn't know this, of course, but she wasn't really sure what to do otherwise.


"We should talk.  Come on.  We need to go somewhere alone and just... talk.  There's a lot that has happened and... maybe if we talk we can figure it out, okay?"
 
Alderaan


@folclor @HK Fifty @Greenbriar


The stern expression on Delrick's seemed to be growing quite comfortable where it was. While he was glad that her, they, had not had to fight Connor our deal with his emotional outburst, he was feeling a bit peeved and frustrated that he'd been tracked and found so easily. 'Although they probably tracked Why'nn, she doesn't know how to make herself small yet.'  Looking to the display he nodded, his eyes widening for only an instant. 'So you're the other presence, an actual threat.' The former Jedi nodded when Why'nn took 01 to a separate compartment. Fortunately the outgoing com was not active when she spoke, Delrick hadn't been depressing the button to respond to the new women.


Once Why'nn and 01 were out of the lounge the grey Jedi turned to the counsel and activated the unit, his voice unmodulated. " That depends did you bring your invitation and snacks to share?." Picking up a mobile comunit, he clipped it to his ear, so he could speak to her as he placed a neural inhibitor on Connor and carried him into the med bay and secured him on a table next to Fali. "[COLOR= rgb(75, 0, 130)] If you have those two things your welcome to come in, but.[/COLOR]" Once Connor was secure he returned to the lounge and locked the door to med bay and to the engineering and cargo bays, turning to face the airlock. "[COLOR= rgb(75, 0, 130)] If you don't then I'll be asking you to leave.[/COLOR]" He was certain this women would have felt Connor and Why'nn, but couldn't be sure she had sensed him, so he kept his Force presence tiny, so that she would only suspect him being a crewman on an expensive yacht. And the lounge looked that part. He glanced to T7 and debated waking him, but decided if he needed him he would call out using the droids least favorite way to get called to service, but was only used in emergency. 


 
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Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty


Makri gurgled with laughter at the stern voice from Beyond The Silver Hatch. She had no way of knowing who he was, but if that really was Why'nn she'd seen earlier there were only so many likely candidates. She could practically sense the consternation after she'd announced herself in the lengthy silence that followed it. But at least now there was someone talking to her. She tossed her hair with a reassuring clatter, then raised her datapad to the visual sensor and called his bluff. "I have my invitation right here, mister. And I have plenty of goodies for everyone," her smile deepened briefly. "Can I come in now? I mean, I came and asked politely but if you prefer I can go ask someone else to let me in."


She rocked back and forth on her heels for a few seconds, face thoughtful - then suddenly brightening with realisation. "But don't you just hate when random strangers butt in on your business and won't take a hint? And then you have to kill everybody and you get all blood on you and by the time you've decided who was most important to you and chosen them, your clothes start to smell and then people look at you funny when you ask them to fly you somewhere and then you end up killing them when they talk about taking you back to the slave masters." Has... she forgotten she's having a conversation with a door? She didn't seem to be paying much attention. "But then you find Puppy," she brightened, "so that all works out, doesn't it?" Finally she focuses on the door again, and the mystery that lies beyond it. 


"So... are you going to let me in, or can I go talk to the nice men in uniforms?" She leaned forward with a gleam in her big, yellow puppy eyes and lowered her voice. "Say no. Pretty please?"
 
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Alderaan


@Greenbriar @folclor @HK Fifty


Delrick smirked and shook his head at the women's audacity and energy. 'That almost made me think I'd sent invitations.' He made sure that his saber-staff was well hidden from casual observation as he tapped on the access pad while she continued her monologue. " Well since you have an invitation and claim to have snacks, and are asking politely." The door slid open with a soft hydraulic hiss. Delrick stood his full height, hands behind his back in what could almost be considered an Imperial At-Ease stance. " Yes I do so hate getting blood everywhere. It's very irksome to get out of the display consuls." The grey Jedi inclined his head slightly towards her in way of greeting, before making a one handed motion for her to enter. " Imperial Agent Mikel Nurn, at your service. How may I address you?" He spoke with an easy confidence and a casual authority, anyone would be taken to believe he was who he said he was. Unless they had overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Once she was in the door would close behind her. 


Though he looked relaxed and calm, he was on edge expecting an attack. After so many years of ferreting out the dark side, he'd come to expect it from most everywhere. And this women practically oozed with it. Some would call him paranoid for constantly suppressing his Force ability, but he was the one had survived for years on Korriban without even his wife knowing. 
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar


Why'nn hadn't been scared, though she was confused, when the woman had approached, instead wondering whether her father found companionship elsewhere. However, she was still close enough to the lounge that she could hear the conversation (except as Dad took Connor into the medbay). The woman's words chilled her and she whimpered, clutching onto the assassin droid. This woman sounded like she held similar beliefs to the monster.


Desperately, she tried to make her Force presence disappear but she was unsuccessful. So she held on tighter to the assassin droid, close to tears. But Dad would protect her, right? He knew what to do. He would take care of everything. She tried to comfort herself with these thoughts but wasn't sure she believed them.
 
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Alderaan


The stealth cloaked assassin droid watched from a very short distance as the hatch to someone's ship closed behind the Sith woman. He felt as if this was where his progenitor must be, he seemed to have a tractor beam for dark and dangerous folk. Now fully armed, the gunmetal droid had decided to leave off on another adventure searching for Oh One and the meatbag, but now he went fully cloaked, not in disguise as a protocol droid. If he truly wanted to, he could probably have blown a hole in the landed ship, most ships didn't waste their shield battery by leaving them on while landed in a safe zone. It was just a passing thought, though, there wasn't enough information on the ship's inhabitants to decide to blow up their vehicle. Fifty One carefully climbed up to the top of the bridge of a merchant-class transport ship, the tall, flat cockpit gave him a beautiful vantage point of the entrance to the ship. He pulled out his E-90 sniper blaster and engaged his targeting system, watching the windows carefully for signs of movement. From the utility droid he discovered they were on the cursed Republic planet Alderaan, where a several hundred thousand credit bounty was still on his head from the time he killed those stinking Jedi, or the time he killed that one bureaucrat, or the time he killed that other more important bureaucrat. There were reasons why his bounty didn't expire for another seven hundred years, only to increase in reward by thousands of credits every year.


'Now I wait to see who that pathetic heap of rust is fraternizing with, I do hope it's someone I get a chance to murder, the fact that Oh One even calls himself a droid is offensive to me. How can one called an assassin spend so much time with roiling sacks of flesh and meat?' 
 
HYPERSPACE: EN ROUTE TO ALDERAAN


@HK Fifty


Zerek waved his hands around in response. "Yeah, yeah. But they haven't got me yet, so I'll deal with it as it comes. And they may be idiots, but you'd think being an annoyance four years running would get them a little murder-y." Still, the idea that this could be a trap was fairly minimal, unless Delrick was really good. He'd set up a good alibi, thought everything through including things he couldn't have predicted, and used his curiosity to his advantage. If this was an intentional trap, he wasn't even mad. And the idea that they would mind wipe him was a little terrifying. 'Seriously? They'd make me a blank slate and probably a yes man? That's just sick.' He kept his Force presence hidden as he started snacking on a ration, waiting for the jump to finish.
 
Alderaan


@folclor , @Greenbriar , @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


HK-50-01 found the idea of letting someone else sort out.. Whoever it was' business to be extremely appealing. Especially so since he didn't have any sort of idea who she was , or what sort of titles she may have - though she seemed somehow very Sith-like to him. Even more appealing was the idea of being able to tell her everything that had happened while she was gone , as he had always enjoyed being able to speak to Why'nn without having to worry about being tortured for it. So Oh-One eagerly followed her to one of the empty compartments , only mildly concerned about the woman.


That is , until he heard her speak. S-she's de-definitely a Sith.. His metallic frame trembled ever so slightly , photoreceptors shifting to be a darker yellow than usual. Why'nn , however , seemed to be absolutely terrified by this. As she clung to him , he began softly stroking her back , humming one of her more favorite nursery rhymes as a background to his musically inflected speech. "Comfort : It's okay Why'nn , I'm here , Delrick's here , he won't let anyone hurt you and neither will I.. Lock away the fear now , everything's okay , I love you , I love you.." 


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Hyperspace 


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09's blaster only seemed to spin more rapidly as his fleshsack brother continued speaking. "Statement : Four years of minor irritant compared to at least two and at most six of conquering the Galaxy and entirely defying them in decidedly Sith ways? If they didn't kill Revan , the most powerful Sith Lord of all time , they certainly won't be killing some smuggler. Besides , these are Jedi we're talking about. They couldn't murder anyone themselves unless the Force itself called out to them to do it. And this sort of lack of any organized planning is the kind of thing that will end up getting you killed - or worse. You're lucky I'm even around.." The Class-Four assassin continually spun his blaster , even as he knew the exit point for Alderaan was approaching within seconds. 'I probably won't even be able to have any of my weapons on that blasted planet. Fripping peace loving beauracrats..'
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar


As the girl heard her father invite the woman in tears spilled down her cheeks.  The woman's tone of voice, manners, it all sounded like that monster's to her and she couldn't help but whimper again.  The droid's care did soothe her, but she was still quite terrified.  "I'm sorry," she whispered.  "I'm sorry I got hurt like I did.  I know it hurts you to see me like this.  I'm sorry, HK-50-01.  I'm glad you're okay.  If you had died, too... I... I don't know what I would've done.  Please don't leave me ever again."
 
ALDERAAN ORBIT


@HK Fifty


Zerek shrugged. "Eh. You say lack of a plan, I say the usual plan." He knew how he'd escape Delrick if it happened to be a trap. Just smoke bomb, flashbang, and bolt. As the ship exited hyperspace he blinked in confusion. 'I thought this would take at least an hour. How fast can this thing go? Like... damn.' Zerek did, however, continue responding. "Yeah, you're right. I mean, who else did at least 60% of the work when we took out Cui? I still assert that the rancor was not my fault. Or the collapsing building. Or the hooker. OK, maybe the hooker." Zerek maneuvered his ship closer to the planet, seeing the incredibly annoying crowd of ships. 'I am going to need to hurt someone, aren't I?' 
 
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