Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty


Fali slowly blinked his eyes, looking around the room in confusion.  He growled slightly as he remembered what Delrick did, then slowly got to his feet, stumbling slightly as the sedativve hadn't entirely worn off.  Taking a few minutes to reorient himself, Fali stumbled drunkenly towards the door.
 
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@folclor @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty @TommyGun15


Delrick couldn't believe what he was seeing. Makri had deftly swept aside the stub rings from an enemy she had not been aware of with nothing but a seeming glance. The former Jedi watched as Why'nn's second blade and burst of lightning shot towards her targets. But as he looked to Why'nn he saw her clutch her head just as the Force Lightning died away. He took the moment to move to her side and grab her shoulders. "Why'nn are you ok?" He glanced over his shoulder to see if Makri was turning back to them or if Zerek had things under control. He moved her to the edge of the comunit and touched his head to her's; she would hear in her mind. 'It's going to be ok. I'm so proud of you.' Mikel turned to face Makri, crouched in front of Why'nn and level his blaster at her back as she squared off against Zerek. 


Something caused a tingle in the back of his mind as Fali came to in the Med Bay. There was no window into the bay, so he couldn't Fali stagger to the door, but that uncomfortable feeling crept into his mind again. 
 
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@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25


When Fali finally made it out of the med bay, the world seemed to tilt a bit harder than before, and he tumbled to the ground.  He took a few moments to catch his breath and wretch a few times, bile spilling onto the floor of the ship before he tried to climb back to his feet.  With a bit of time, and no small amount of effort, Fali managed to make it a bit further before he stumbled into the corridor where the fight was taking place, falling flat on the ground not long after entering the room.
 
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@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty @TommyGun15


Why'nn couldn't think straight.  She extinguished her saberstaff, closing her eyes as her father touched his head to hers.  "Sanguina wants to come out and play," she murmured.  Clipping her weapon to her belt, she rested her head in her hands.  "It hurts.  She's trying so hard.  She says she wants to play.  She says she wants to say hi to Makri, she says she wants to hug her...  I'm so confused...  How can she talk so openly like this?"  Groaning, she sank to the floor.  "She keeps saying we need to go with Makri and that ...'Master would like her.'"  She clutched her head.  "Dad... I can't fix this here..."
 
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@Greenbriar @folclor @HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 


Zerek rolled to the side, avoiding the knife and initial lightning. He also groaned as he saw Makri was still standing. 'Not gonna lie, that's impressive. She's still a bitch though.' He quickly glanced to Why'nn with a look that directly translates to 'Really?!' He saw Makri launch towards him and stopped suppressing his Force presence. His reaction time increased drastically, through his gun did get sliced in half as he dodged her initial attack. 'WHORE! I liked that gun! Faraday, you will be missed.' He ducked and wove around her flurry of blows while backing away and using the terrain to dodge, getting burns from the attacks he failed to dodge completely. 'Can I please have like, a month without dealing with this? I've got over 9 bil in the bank, I can buy that shit.' He briefly fantasized about peaceful times before another knife and lightning blast came his way. He jumped backwards, clearly irritated. "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!"
 
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@folclor @Greenbriar @Constantin@shadowstrikr25 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


HK-50-01 stammered slightly as he tried to figure out what he could say to try to alleviate Why'nn's distress. It seemed somehow very unnatural that she should be the frightened one - that had always been him , even when Delrick had 'died'. What also was unfamiliar to him was the notion that she had a split personality. The long-lived droid had knowledge of such a condition , but it was exceedingly rare and he hadn't ever known anyone who could count themelsves as a sufferer of it. And that said nothing of the idea than a version of Why'nn - as he thought of this unnamed split personality - would perhaps torture him. 


By the time she left in anger over what even he recognized was her mother's disrespect , Oh-One was only stammering worse and beginning to shake. What he heard of the conversation only served to make him want to stay in place. 'W-why are they calling Why'nn Darth Why'nn? Sh-should I call her Mis-Mistress now?' He heard a lightsaber ignite , followed by several more and what sounded like this Makri laughing in the fashion of an insane person. The assassin droid couldn't let his Mistress - the only one who would treat him with some respect - be injured.


In a moment , he charged out into the fray with the intention of terminating any hostilities he found. But Mistress Why'nn seemed to need his more gentle assistance first , as what he analyzed as the aggressor (Makri) seemed to be charging towards Zerek and his brother - both of whom could take care of themselves. Quickly he knelt down besides his new Mistress , gently stroking her back and hurriedly trying to think of something he could vocalize to assist her - and not displease her at the same time. 


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(Same people) 


HK-50-09 very strongly forced himself to avoid striking Zerek , enraged at being non-verbally told to frak off. 'Oh , I'll make him pay for it later.. Right now I've got to help him avoid being captured by some Jedi Shadow. Again. How many times have I saved his skin , anyway?' Since they hadn't been boarded and weren't entirely operating by laws anyway (even if he refused to admit that Zerek's idea was decent , it was effective) , he carried his full armory of a Medium Repeating Rifle , Double-blades war sword , two heavy blaster pistols , a set of grenades (mostly thermal detonators or concussive types) , and a bolt-action slughthrower rifle. 


The moment they entered the ship , chaos seemed to arise. Oh-Nine would've fired on Why'nn several times already had he not been warned against it. But whoever this blond-headed Sith woman charging at them was hadn't been forbidden against attacking. Being typically aggressive , he didn't bother trying to destroy the two knives flying at them. Instead , he aimed a sustained burst from the medium repeater at the Sith woman before moving to club her with the rifle. 
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


Why'nn immediately grabbed onto HK-50-01, hugging him tightly.  His comfort was welcome and helped calm her confusing.  "You shouldn't be out here," she whispered to him.  "I don't want you to get hurt.  Please... don't get hurt."  She rested her head against him.  "HK-50-01, you know all of what was said out here was posturing, right?  You know I'm not a Darth."  Still, she kept her eyes open.  "She wants to come out.  She wants to come out and play and I don't want to go to sleep.  Please don't let me go to sleep."
 
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The events that unfolded before him happened in such quick succession that Fifty One wasn't even entirely certain it was all real, that it wasn't just some fantasy he was projecting onto the situation. The Bounty Hunting Meatbag and the arrogant, inferior HK-50-09 had breezed right past him and plowed through the hatch door into the ensuing mayhem. 'Unbelievable, is the droid so inferior as to not notice the shimmering light distortion, a meatbag couldn never tell, but a class four assassin droid? And they're just walking into the situation, no questions asked, I could really just shoot that toaster in the back of the head, he isn't payi.. what in the... look at this chaos, the Sith meatbag female is... the blaster fire everywhere, it makes me want to, I just need to, KILL!'


The immediate and gross amount of violence overloaded Fifty One's robotic and murderous brain. His chosen progenitor's obsession with perfect assassination was thrust into the back of his head unit as his need to eliminate meatbags was shoved into the frontal lobe. As Zerek dodged Makri's persistent flurry and Hk-50-09 opened fire on the Dark Side wench, Fifty One rolled into a crouched position, right in the center of the opening hatch, facing the ship. He raised his wirst and as before, when taking aim at Manara, his world seemed to slow down. His arm raised one frame at a time as his plasma rocket engaged and his targeting system locked onto 09's back, which had just made the charge to batter Makri with his rifle. With the firing solution presented, the rocket hissed to life as it launched forward, through the ship's door, sailing wildly into the fray.


The gunmetal droid didn't even stop to think about the fact that they were on a Republic controlled planet, in a public landing space, and that the noise of an explosion in a public landing space would mean law enforcement would arrive shortly. The little utility droid would come to ticket him for acts of violent terrorism, but he didn't care, now his blood lust was ignited and it was his time to headbutt his way into the melee.
 
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@HK Fifty @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Constantin @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @TommyGun15


The hiss of the rocket woke her up even more and she let go of HK-50-01, getting to her feet.  "NO!" she stated.  The rocket stopped in mid air, the heat from its exhaust warping the air behind it as she held her hand out toward it.  "All of you out!"  This command held the Force behind it and was directed at Makri, Zerek (who she could now see), and HK-50-09.  With the Force she turned the rocket around and sent it shooting back out to collide harmlessly with the ground.


An explosion rocked the spaceport and the doors began to shutter, an alarm went off as the sound of heavily armored soldiers rushing toward the hanger filled the air.  Why'nn stood, eyes wide, jaw set, hand still out.  "You're all bringing much too much attention to this vessel and whatever the fuck fired the rocket should present itself to be dismembered."
 
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@HK Fifty @folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna   @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25  @Constantin


Makri laughed wildly as she hounded Zerek back down the corridor. Sweet space could this man move; she managed to graze him here and there, but every time she was on the point of landing a lethal blow he wouldn't be there. She was so focused on pinning the slippery sarker against a hatch combing that she wasn't aware of the blade until it whipped past her face. She paused, gathered her strength - and was abruptly flung against the wall by a coruscating stream of lightning in the small of her back. The lightning lingered, playing about her spasming form and then she sagged to her knees as it died. Makri breathed deeply, raggedly, the joy of battle driven out by the unexpected blow. She could smell the smoke rising from her back, and heaved herself up to her feet with one hand on the wall. Turning back to face the battle, she saw brought up her lightsaber just in time to deflect most of the bolts from one of those HK assassin droids. They were all fairly interchangeable, and the brief glimpse she got before the last three bolts sizzled into her stomach and upper leg showed no distinguishing features. The young Sith cried out as she sagged back to the deck, and she retained just enough strength to spit up at the droid that stalked into her field of view. Then his rifle swung down, and everything went black.


She wasn't conscious when the plasma rocket came arcing in.
 
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@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @Constantin


Fali groaned as the rocket detonated, slowly crawling/stumbling his way over to Why'nn, where the former slave collapsed at her feet.


"Miss...  what happened?  Why is it so loud?"


Fali's eyes flicked over to Delrick and he grimaced.


"You suck...  Gonna...  gonna kick you... and..."


Fali aimed a half-hearted kick at Delrck's ankle before passing out on the floor at Why'nn's feet.
 
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@folclor @shadowstrikr25 @Greenbriar @Constantin @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


HK-50-01 shuddered breifly as he was told he shouldn't be there. It didn't matter if saying she was a Darth was only posturing - she was still firmly his Mistress , and still firmly had the right to torture him if she didn't approve of his actions. Slightly confused that she was displeased with his actions , yet seemed to want his affection and his safety , The droid idly stroked her back - but made sure she would be free to leave if she needed or wanted to be away from him. He still was unsure of how to adress the split personality , so instead he softly hummed in compliance with her order to keep her awake. Despite a slight trepidation , he was clearly still very happy that she was affectionate towards him. 


However , The moment she started showing intense displeasure he fell into a kneel. Oh-One was aware it was directed at the others , but she was still displeased and usually when his owner was displeased , he was the one to beat the brunt of it - it didn't occur to him that Why'nn had sworn she would never hurt him , or that being his Mistress wouldn't radically change their relationship. 'I-I failed her a sec-second time on th-that matter.. Sh-she's got to be dis-displeased with me , sh-she's got to want to tor-torture me..' His frame shook , but he waited to speak until a pause was available to him. The only sound that did come from him was a startled whimper as the explosion rocked the ship.


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(same set)


HK-50-09 all but planted his foot upon the fallen Sith woman in triumph as she fell to the ground. It filled him with intense pride that he was able to dispatch a Sith - Lord , apprentice , none of that mattered - so quickly and in such a superior fashion. It didn't bother him that she spit at him - most beaten opponents or conquered peoples tended to react in such a manner. Besides , it only made clubbing her head in with the rifle even more satisfying. Just as he was about to slam another charge into the weapon or draw his pistol to finish her off , he was told to leave - leave! - by what he thought was that Why'nn girl that his brother liked so much.


Somehow , he seemed to speak exactly with the explosion , and yet still be loud enough to be heard. "Displeasure/Threat : You're telling me - ME- to leave? Just because my brother lives by your every whim doesn't mean you can presume to order ME! Look at what I just did to this Sith here and tell me that again. I could easily do exactly that to everyone in this blasted rust-bucket. Raxus , I was showing that level of superiority before any of you were even created , before any of your ancestors were at that! And you dare presume to tell ME to leave! If I leave it's with all your blood covering my frame!" It was clear he both didn't notice that she had actually saved him from destruction , or the shimmering stealth field to his left. He certainly hadn't noticed the rocket. 
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @TommyGun15 @Greenbriar @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @shadowstrikr25 @Constantin


Why'nn was almost driven to panic by what occurred directly after her order, but she managed to hold herself together, even if only for a little longer.  Her first order was to tend to her most beloved companion.  She turned and dropped to a kneel in front of HK-50-01.  "Hey...  You don't have to be afraid.  I'm not going to hurt you.  You're... HK-50-01, you mostly raised me.  What kind of monster would I be if I hurt you?  No.  As soon as this mess calms down first order of business is getting that damned torture switch off of you, then filling in those brands and...  we'll figure out everything else after that, okay?  But... Don't.  Don't be afraid of me.  That promise I made to you still stands."  The girl gave a bit of a smile.  "Now, I'm going to deal with the rest of this and then we can relax."  When she had said all she could say before dealing with everyone else, she turned and stood once more, her attention falling on the former slave.  She sighed and, with the Force, gently moved him to a couch.


Now to Makri Ona.  Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward to look at the Sith.  Her mother's teachings bade her destroy her enemy but... she felt bad for the woman and bent, lifting her would-be captor's lithe body.  "I'm going to take it you're HK-50-09?" she asked, stopping to look at the raging and oblivious droid.  "I never said I was going to kill her and next time I'd think you should be more grateful when a little girl saves you from a rocket blast."  She began walking and looked to the renegade.  "Your name's Zerek, right?  I'm sorry I attacked you.  I couldn't see you when you entered and wasn't truly happy with fighting a known and unknown enemy at the same time.  But you need to take your friend and leave."  Her words were charged with the Force and, though this would've easily worked on someone without Force abilities, persuasion was not her strong-suit.  It wouldn't be hard for Zerek to ignore the suggestion.  However, it seemed she was intent on taking the Sith to the medbay, a rather stupid idea considering there was nothing stopping Makri from trying the same thing when she woke up again.  Unfortunately, Why'nn didn't notice the shimmer from the stealthed droid, otherwise she would, once again, be on high alert and be more concerned with fighting another pest than helping an enemy.


Ignoring the thunderous armored footsteps rushing toward the ship, she transported Makri to the medbay, fitted the woman with a neural inhibitor, and slipped her into a kolto tank.  It would take a bit, but it would heal her completely.  Dad would take care of the soldiers, she was sure.  He had to.  She couldn't.  Now alone with the unconscious Sith, she locked the door to the medbay, fell to the ground, and began to sob.  This was, without a doubt, the worst day of her life.
 
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@folclor @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty @Constantin


Delrick heard 01 approach behind him, he was glad he was there to help protect and comfort Why'nn. This situation was quickly growing out of control. 'As soon they're gone we're out of here and on a random hyperspace trajectory.' His aim shifted to the medbay door as it opened as he watched the former slave stumble out and vomit. 'Great! Now there's blood AND vomit!' He let out irritated groan as he watched Fali for a moment. 


His attention was brought back to the fight as he noticed Zerek doing a superb job of deflecting and dodging the Sith's mad attacks. He would almost rage fueled, but there was a level of control in her movements. It was when 09 let a barrage of rapid fire blaster bolts that Delrick threw his hands into the air and stood, shaking his head. " That's it! Why don't we start throwing high explosives around inside my ship too!" 


It was just then he saw Makri fall to the deck, smoking and with several new holes, 09 using his blaster as a club, Zerek still alive (somehow) and a rocket screaming through the center of it all. 'Really?' The only reason he did not deal with the rocket before Why'nn did, was the shear fact he was in aww of what was going on. 


He felt a small wave of relief when the rocket was safely directed outside and the Sith women was no longer an active threat. But looking around the room he had had enough intrusions. He stopped suppressing his Force presence and reinforced what Why'nn had said. " Everyone stop." His voice was calm, but enhanced with the Force. It was loud enough to be heard over any nose inside the ship and temporary hearing loss due to the nearby explosion. "Renegade, gather what you need from your ship then return here immediately. If you require nothing sit by the bar. HK-50 model, thank you for displaying your superiority. Find a corner and enter standby mode." He watched as Why'nn carried the Sith into the medbay, he knew she would fit an inhibitor on the Sith. He was also glad that those inhibitors were Imperial Military grade, with the installed anti-tampering level security, so they couldn't be removed without an access code. Next he looked to the faint shimmering just next to 09. With a little more focus he was able to clearly see a third HK series droid through the Force. "   And to the hidden droid, drop your stealth field and report to the security forces and admit to being the cause of the disturbance." Knowing this type of manipulation was actually re-writing hard written code and alerting programming, it would be going against their programmed routines, so Delrick pushed more with the Force to emphasize the words and actions. It may only work for the short term on the droids, that is until they were repaired or memory wiped, but it would last long enough to get clear of the space port and into hyperspace. 


Once they had cleared the corridor leading to the airlock Delrick rolled his neck and a cracking sound could be heard by anyone not deafened from the blast. He produced republic credentials and with the help of the Force he was able to deter the security forces from boarding and detaining them. And with the now visible HK-51 approaching and remanding himself to their custody Delrick was able to return to the ship. 


(Force Powers used: Electronic Manipulation with Mechu-Deru, Force Persuasion.) 
 
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Fifty One sort of expected that the rocket attack wouldn't go as planned. When dealing with force users, projectile weapons have the lowest rate of efficiency, that was certain to him. He thought perhaps the element of surprise was enough, the chaos inside could have covered the entrance of the rocket, but the missile coming directly back at him was a sign that the force users on board had indeed detected him. The gunmetal droid immediately dove to the side in order to avoid the plasma explosion and the shockwave immediately disabled his stealth cloak. The alarm was sounded and law enforcement was immediately en route to the site of the explosion. Before he had time to gather himself, he suddenly felt something very wrong with his behavior coding. Something foreign was re-writing code that his internal preservation systems were struggling to keep at bay. As millions of lines of code were being written, deleted, and re-written, his body was in quite a stasis, he remained face-down, immobile, and unable to speak. Security forces arrived within a minute and surrounded the ship, aiming their weapons at it as patrol cruisers hovered above. The utility droid that ticketed him earlier stared on from the distance, not surprised in the least.


'What.. is happening to my behavior protocols...? Something foreign, external is attempting to force me into... turning myself into the authorities. Well, maybe it isn't such a bad idea, I mean I did fire an explosive device in a public place, perhaps... wait a minute, that's not right, those aren't my thoughts get out of my head you force wielding meatbag.' His internal conflict continued as security forces dragged him to the side. No need for a protocol droid to get in the way of their investigation, not until they could figure out what the hell was happening in the first place.


Fifty One's internal temperature continued to rise as he had to physically force himself to resist the code changes, a battle he was losing by the second. Luckily for him, the immediate panic of his internal systems had totally shut down his external functions, which meant that he could not comply to the invasive coding until even his self-diagnosis and self-preservation protocols were overtaken. For the moment he merely laid there on the pavement, twitching and struggling for the independence of his mind.
 
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@HK Fifty @folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @Greenbriar @Constantin


Zerek saw the three credit hooker finally drop thanks to 09, and sighed in relief. "Thanks. You can stop gloating about your superiority now. I get it, you're better than me." He let out a hiss of pain as his burns finally registered. "Oh, I am way too sober for this shit." Zerek heard Why'nn tell him to get out, but he did have a thing to do first. "Yeah, look we're even. I'll just-" And then Delrick's command rang out, and there was one thing he sorely needed. His legs moved against his will out the door. "OK! I'm moving!" His tone of voice suggested irritated surprise more than anything. His arms were crossed over his chest as his legs walked him out of the ship.


Zerek's trek to his ship was uneventful as he unlocked it and disarmed the security system. His body quickly found the crate of whiskey and walked back to Delrick's ship, locking his up and rearming the security on the way out. When he got back, he placed the crate onto the bar and sat down, looking very annoyed. His left hand reached into the crate and pulled out a bottle, while his right hand tried to stop the bottle from leaving the crate. "I take it you've had a day? Because so far I'm having a week." His left hand had succeeded, the bottle moving to the bar, and his right was trying to stop the bottle from leaving the table. "So... do I have to ride with you? Because I like my ship."
 
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@Greenbriar


There was more conflict.  The renegade was yelling, there were soldiers trying to search the ship, her father was angry.  So many warring feelings were around and Why'nn was just glad she was alone for now.  She considered giving Connor to the Republic soldiers but decided against it.  Even if she didn't love him like that anymore, she couldn't betray him.  As she lifted her gaze and watched the unconscious Sith lord float in kolto she wondered what was going to happen.  Had she made the right decision in sparing the woman?


Finally, the girl whimpered and curled into a ball on the floor, shaking slightly.  Sanguina still wanted out, but her father was angry enough.  He wouldn't want to deal with her.  Why'nn wanted to go to sleep.  She would've gladly given up control but... no, she couldn't add to the stress already mounting.  At this point all she could hope for was that Dad had everything under control.
 
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@folclor @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty @Constantin


Delrick watched as the droids lay have down on the ground. He indicated to the security officer that the droid was not a protocol droid as it appeared. He also warned them to take extreme precautions when handling it. He thanked the officer in charge and was  up the ramp and on the Tythian Shadow after Zerek returned. The former Jedi looked to the renegade and waved his hand to dismiss the Force Persuasion. " Relax and enjoy a drink or two.  We'll talk in a moment about your training." Delrick knew Why'nn still had to be in the medbay, as he didn't see her in the lounge and she had taken the Sith there.


He patted T7 on the cranial as he passed. 'Enjoy that rest buddy.' T7 would ignore full scale combat unless he was called for, so Delrick didn't expect him to power-up from that tapping. 


He tried to open the door leading to the medbay, but the access panel chirped angrily with a red flashing locked light. Delrick sighed as shook his head, tapping in his command override and entered the medbay, relocking the door behind him. Delrick immediately seeing Connor still unconscious strapped to the exam bed, Makri also unconscious floating in the tank. Both still wearing the active inhibitors. His quick scan found Why'nn in a ball on the floor near the entrance. He crouched next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. A warm comforting sensation slowly spread through Why'nn, like the feeling of waking up after a long night's rest wrapped in a blanket. " How are you feeling little one?" When Why'nn would look to her father she would not see anger, nor feel it through the Force. He was very calm and glad she was alright after the confrontation with the Sith. 
 
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@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25 @Constantin


Fali groaned as he opened his eyes, looking around at the room.  Feeling a bit better at the moment, or at least more level-headed, it occurred to him that it might be best for him to just quietly leave the room.  He slowly sat up from the couch, and began a quiet creep towards the medical bay, sincerely hoping that no one stopped him along the way.


While on his way, he noticed that Why'nn's knives had somehow ended up all over the floor.  Fali picked them up, intending to return them to Why'nn as soon as possible.  Perhaps if he could garner her favor, she'd convince Delrick to let her keep him.
 
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@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Greenbriar @TommyGun15


Why'nn looked up at him, eyes red and puffy, tear tracks down her cheeks.  "I hate today.  I hate yesterday and the day before that... and the day before that.  I don't want to be awake."  'I'd rather not live anymore.'  Such despair desired to consume her that she could not become calm.  She lowered her head, stiffening, tensing, as a fresh bout of tears poured out and the sobs shook her.  It wasn't any one thing at this point, but the cacophony of catastrophes that befell her in such a short time.  Though, if even one of the major events happened in exclusion, she would still be sobbing, but it wouldn't be as terrible.
 
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As the 'virus' spread throughout his systems, Fifty One considered the wisdom in his decision to shoot a rocket into the ship when he knew there were force users inside. 'It seems I let my most recent kill make me arrogant, a mistake I will not make again.' It was the last thought in his mind before his system rebooted with the new code. He tried to rise to his feet, but was instantly pushed back down with the barrel of a blaster rifle. He was surrounded by a squad of Republic troopers, all glaring at him rather angrily, most were woken from their naps, Alderaan was a quiet place usually.


"Statement: I'm terribly sorry officers, but it seems I'm the cause of all of this commotion. I do hope you take me in for a good memory wipe, it seems my behavior protocols took a malfunction for the worse."


The soldiers were horribly confused and a little relieved, but the wisest of them stayed skeptical. The began clipping grenades off of his torso piece, quite carefully, eyeing him the entire time. Fifty One contentedly stared upward at the sky as the final explosive device was removed. They rolled him over to access the ammunition packs on his back. Once on his side, he spotted his prized E-90 being picked up off of the ground, it was retracted and tagged with an evidence clip.


The soldiers discussing the weapon: "How do you even get something like this in Republic space?"


"You don't, Bill, this is some Outer Rim shit, blow your head clean the fuck off."


"It looks like a damn protocol droid, I just checked the bounty on this thing... how are they going to divide up the money?"


"I can guarantee you one thing, not a dime of it's gonna see our pockets, grunts never get the dividends in a bureaucratic system. The real question is, what're we gonna do with a firearm this illegal, it'd be a shame to melt it like the rest."


Fifty One was so suddenly overwhelmed with rage at the idea of his sacred E-90 being dismantled and melted that he no longer could hear anything. His auditory processes simply shut down as his untouched core unit furiously processed millions of lines of code per second. He violently twitched as he regained control of his body in an instant, the soldiers watching him stepped back and aimed their riflec carefully at his head. "Easy there, droid, we'll put your ass down if we hav.."


"Exclamation: NOT MY RIFLE YOU DEGENERATE SACK OF BILE" The class four droid disappeared in a veil of smoke as a dense cloud of it hissed out of his body, he rocked backwards and kicked himself up to his feet, plowing through a soldier as blaster fire opened up in the smoke, causing red flashes to illuminate pockets like lightning strikes. With inhuman haste prodded by rage, he forced his wrist blade through the eye socket of the soldier next to the one holding his rifle. He then proceeded to beat the other soldier's face in with his durasteel fist until it was nothing but pinkish jello on the tarmac.


"RESTRAIN THAT FUCKING THING" A nearby officer yelled as men rushed the droid with stun-sticks, sending violent shock waves through his body with such voltage that his self-preservation protocol immediately shut him down, forcing him into a dreamless sleep as his body awaited its fate.
 
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HK-50-09 turned around to see the still-smoking imprint of the rocket on the deck. Quickly calculating the trajectory of where it had perhaps been heading before it was diverted , he realized she was right - to a degree. 'Oh please , I would've survived that! I certainly didn't need some.. Sith saving me from it! If she thinks I'll be her little soldier , she's sadly mistaken..' Just as he was about to say something similar , she proceeded to leave. He ignored Zerek in favor of listening to who he presumed was this Delrick , who he still wasn't entirely convinced wasn't a Jedi. 'He doesn't even know who I am!?! The blasted girl knew who I was! What , does he live under a pile of wreckage on Dxun?


Oh-Nine raised his free hand in a gesture signifiying he was about to speak almost exactly as the Jedi finished his statement. Immediately , the silver droid set the medium repeater on the floor and obediently did an about-face in the oppisite direction of where the girl had gone. Being built to serve powerful force users , his systems didn't quite have the conflict his nephew's did. Of course the man was right - he had proved his superiority , and he should find a corner to initiate standby mode. That was only the most logical option - any other was both weak and foolish. The droid stood facing the corner of what appeared to be the Cargo Hold , softly murmuring Rakatani ritual phrases largely pertaining to 'gloriously bloody' murder. 


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HK-50-01's photoreceptors Shifted to a deep green as Why'nn assured him she was going to still treat him with respect and compassion. It made him feel extremely joyous that she would still carry out the promises she had made him in what felt like years ago (and in some cases were). 'She still loves me , still doesn't think I'm nothing but her weak possession! She'll let me remove the torture switch and and the brands and I won't be anyone but her property anymore! Oh this is.. this is so wonderful!' The droid still wasn't sure what to do about the split personality , or what it would truly be like without being tortured on a consistent basis - but what mattered most was that becoming his Mistress didn't change his relationship with Why'nn. 


As Delrick continued to alleviate the situation that had developed - from the hostile elements on board to the rather displeased republic soldiers - , Oh-One stayed silent , deciding it was best to allow someone in control to take care of it. It didn't bother him that Delrick seemed to be displeased - Mistress Why'nn wouldn't let anyone torture him , and she certainly wouldn't want him afraid. After everything was dealt with , he decided it was better to stay where he was and not follow her to the medical bay - though he sorely wanted to , if she wanted to leave his prescence he shouldn't infringe on her desire. The Assassination droid was left only in Zerek's company - well , Zerek and several bottles of various alcohols. For a moment he decided to keep to himself , until a normally suppressed curiosity overtook him. "Query : Why are you and my brother on this ship , Zerek? I of course understand why I'm here , I heard why that Makri woman was here , but I fail to understand why either of you decided to arrive. Alderaan isn't particularly sympathetic to mercenaries or assassin droids.."
 
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Fali peeked into the medical bay, his expression saddening as he saw the distress that Why'nn was in.  He looked at Delrick suspiciously before he slowly walked into the room and knelt beside Why'nn, bowing as he offered her the knives she had left behind.


"Umm...  if I may milady, perhaps everything isn't hopeless.  You're off of Dathomir, with people who love and support you.  I understand that you might not want to remember what happened... before, but I want you to know that I'm here for you too.  You were kind to me, and I appreciate that.  I owe you my life for slaying that man.  I would be honored if you would accept my humble services."
 
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Why'nn glanced up as Fali began to talk, suddenly embarrassed.  She uncurled, wiping desperately at the tears as she took the knives from him with a nod and slid them back into their sheathes.  "F-Fali... I... I only want you to be safe so... yes, of course you can if that's what you need to do, but you're not a slave anymore.  You know that, right?  If you want to serve me I'll gladly have you but you're not a slave!"  She threw herself at him, hugging him tightly.  Maybe this day wasn't the worst... she had her father, HK-50-01, and Fali...
 
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Delrick nodded and squeezed her shoulder, letting more revitalizing energy flow into her, to help with the exhaustion the stress of the last few days had caused. "I know little one that these pay few days, or week, have been hard. A trial even, but you have overcome so much. " He smiled kindly to her, letting her know she was not alone and that she was safe. 


Delrick heard the locked door open behind him looked to the former slave with suspicion. He had locked the door as soon as he stepped into the medbay, and he was certain the boy had not been set his side when he closed the door. 'You are far more then you appear.' He stood seeing his daughter embrace the boy. " It is true you are no longer a slave, but if I decide to allow you remain on my ship, there are no servants either." The grey Jedi looked to boy and folded his arms over his chest, giving him a stern and mistrusting look. 
 
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