Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

[shadowstrikr25]

ALDERAAN


@Constantin @HK Fifty


Zerek, fully immersing himself in the role of an Imperial trying to get a Jedi to piss off until it was abundantly clear that it was impossible (a role that didn't require much training), nodded as he listened to the Jedi. "Ah, I see. However, I thought that the investigation had finished. They arrested and disposed of the droid responsible, did they not?" Then he quickly clicked off the intercom, ready for Rin's response and possible mind tricks.


He addressed 09's concerns over not being allowed to be violent, deciding to point out the obvious. "To be fair, 09, you didn't have to come with me. You could have taken a nice assassination contract and had fun. And I really hope you're talking about the one that tried to stab me to death. Because she's been getting medical attention and that's just irritating." He kept his eye on Rin, slipping back into his Imperial role while waiting for his response.

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


@shadowstrikr25


"You are correct, the investigation was finished before my arrival. I have reopened the investigation. I need to speak with the ship's owner, if you'd please let him know I am here." He expected to receive as much resistance as possible. Even if nobody on this ship was guilty of anything (which was an impossibility), no Imperial would ever concede anything to a Jedi unless continuously prodded and forced along. He had come to accept this and it didn't even irritate him anymore, it was simply their way, and no matter how long they tried to get their way, in the end he would have his.


The Nautolan was dressed in a loose fitting tan knight robe, on the sleeve was a little insignia that represented his role as a Peacekeeper. In Republic space this symbol represented order, justice, and authority. In Imperial space it represented paranoia, fear, and impending doom.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @Greenbriar @TommyGun15


Delrick shook his head. "No, she's not a really good option." He reached out to try and stop her. "No. Sanguina." But it was to late, the girl had already began the draining and opening sequence. He let out a sigh and held his head in his hand, shaking his head. 


He watched the two interact, curious how it would play out. It was interesting that this new breed of Sith all seemed to enjoy bloodletting, blood drinking, and apparent cannibalism. 'If I were a pure blood Sith I would be furious with the degradation that my empire has come to.' The furtive glances and suspicious looks seemed inline with a certain level of mental instability. But Delrick kept his mind on the have Sith liked to play games and try and catch you off guard. He assumed she had a better grasp of what was going on then she was allowing them to see. 


While faint he did hear the question about being married to him. A troubling thought whisked through his mind, but just as quickly it left as Sanguina dismissed that rather then embrace it. 'OH thank the Force she didn't run with that.'


With her back to him, he felt the change/shift rather than saw it, but he was glad (impressed and proud) Why'nn had regained control. "You are welcome Why'nn. And it's alright, you seem to have it now." He handed her a towel to wipe her face. He moved to a nearby display and pulled up all information accessible in the imperial intelligence network regarding Makri Ona. Once he had it, he pulled the data pad and handed it to his daughter, who seemed to be in a mind to question their guest. 

(A refresher on what Mikel Nurn looks like)

 

[Greenbriar]

Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @Constantin


Makri Ona has never made a habit of drinking blood or of feeding it to another, but the girl seemed to like it and she felt an odd sense of nurturing toward her. And then something changed, the colours in the wide eyes that stared up at hers swelled and shifted... and her apparent new daughter started to look at her as though she was a monster. Again. She took a step back herself, frowning in confusion while a little more lucidity swam into her troubled mind. When the girl approached her again - the one who had electrocuted, sliced and hugged her - she met her eyes with cautious uncertainty. "You're the Why'nn, yes? Not my new daughter, but the one who thinks I'm going to hurt her?"


She looked around the medical room, ignoring the rhythmic metallic sound from the other room and finally put two and two together. "I'm on your ship. No, not your ship; the Nurn's ship, although he flies in your service little Darth." She walked around the girl toward the intelligence agent and hopped up onto the medical table, presenting her own wound to him as Sanguina did before. She doesn't speak to him though, she's still uncertain about something and her eyes remain on Why'nn. "Why? If you had the might to kill me - which was not in your records - why fry me, have your droid shoot and club me and then heal me - but separate me from the Force?"

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


@Greenbriar @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


Why'nn blinked at the question, taken quite a bit back.  Though she received the datapad from her father, she didn't glance down at it, instead taking the towel and cleaning her face.  "New daughter?"  She could see a bit of what Sanguina did, but not all of it.  "You want to take me back to Korriban and put me into the service of Trakus.  Of course that's a way to hurt me."


She listened to the rest of the Sith's response, feeling quite a bit of guilt at the mention of separating her from the Force.  "I-I...  He's not my droid.  That one belongs with the renegade."  She frowned, knowing she had lost her edge.  "And I wasn't trying to hit you.  I didn't know who was attacking.  I saved you because..."  Why had she saved the Sith?  The girl shook her head.  "And I know it's not fun to wear one of those but... it's necessary right now.  I can't trust you.  I don't want to kill you, but you can't be completely free here."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

ALDERAAN


@Constantin


Zerek would have groaned, if he could do so convincingly with an Imperial accent. 'Seriously? Why did we even stay on this rock for so long. We could have gone to Hoth or some shit to figure out our plans from there. Wait... why didn't we do that? We are all idiots. Collectively. Just, idiot central right here.' Momentary confusion aside, Zerek pressed down on the button to reply to the Jedi. "And why have you reopened the investigation? They found the culprit who was responsible, did they not? Blasted machine nearly took out a quarter of the ship." Zerek had half a mind to try using the Force to nudge Rin away, which would blow any semblance of cover out the window. Plus he only had a vague idea of what he wanted, and felt more specifics were in order.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @Greenbriar @TommyGun15


Delrick stood silently as the two spoke, watching and listening. Why'nn was taking the lead on this and to keep up the appearance of her being a Darth, and therefore above him, he remained quiet. 'There is more to you indeed Makri Ona, I was expecting a more violent outburst.'


His arms folded over his chest as the Sith hopped up into the table and expectantly sat with her cut exposed. He looked to Why'nn, as if asking permission to begin work on closing the cut. "I'm not a medical droid." 


While she sat on the table he was able visually check the inhibitor, ensuring it was in place and secure. That no tampering had occurred. Delrick expected Why'nn to give an indication he should close and dress the cut, his hand moved to rest near the surgical implement. 


He could still feel the relentless calm of the peacekeeper. 'Why are you still here? Zerek, just don't let him on the ship. I can't really handle that right now.' He looked to Fali, noting he was remaining quiet and out of the way, doing his best to be forgotten in the background. 


Ini was quietly at work in the engine room, running diagnostics and doing minor maintenance as the astromech Delrick had mentioned seemed to have shut down. Which left him to pick up the slack, and to be honest that did not really both the Arkanian. He wanted the quiet life and being left alone to tinker and experiment was what he wanted for the retirement he sought. 

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


Rin was quick to counter, "Why I have reopened the investigation is not a matter that concerns you. If you will not allow me to speak with Mikel Nurn face to face, I will place your ship on the "No Fly" list, which would result in its immediate impounding." No amount of words could allow one to squirm out of an official Peacekeeper decree, they were like interplanetary police chiefs, their word was temporary law in the Republic. It was a powerful and dangerous position, only the most level headed and just Jedi could hold the title Peacekeeper. His hands still remained at his side, so far he was not threatened in the least, but that could all change if the opposite party made the wrong choices.


@shadowstrikr25

 

[Greenbriar]

Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


If Makri had a primal fear in her life, it was being helpless. She'd had experience of that in her past from her days a slave all the way along her own path to power and in the absence of that power she ran her fingers uneasily through her hair. Taking reassurance in the gentle clicks of bone on bone. She seemed almost startled when the agent spoke to her, tossing him a glance that spoke volumes. "True, but you are the hands and I speak to the brain who will decide what you do." No wasted courtesy there. Besides. Maybe her daughter had lied to her. She didn't want to be married to him and so she'd prefer not to look at him in case that made him disappear.


But then it came the Why'nn, and her vicious, cruel accusations. Makri's head snapped back, her tone indignant, "Take you back and put you in Darth Trakus' service? I never! My Master only asked me to bring you to him, so he could speak with you and ensure you weren't going to oppose him. He never asked me to make you serve, and I don't want to make you do that either." So there. "I want to kill you," she corrects. Wait, what? The Sith girl glares at the Why'nn... then sags as though her strings are cut. "But I want to kill a lot of people I don't get to kill. Him too," she nodded to her not-husband. Hopefully he'd heal her side soon, it was stinging in a not-nice way now. "Not you," she said, turning her attention to the bearded man and shaking her head reassuringly. "I... used to know you I think. Only you had a different face." Back to the matters at hand.


"If you were killing me, and then you chose not to, you didn't 'save' me, did you? If you're going to kill me, do it. If you're going to interrogate and then kill me, do it. But don't strip me of my power and then force me to live without it, pretending you're taking care of me. Even the Dark Council are not so cruel." She was back to glaring at the Why'nn. "What did I ever do to you, that you hate me so much?" Another Sith might try lies, deceit and cold cunning to win their freedom. Another Sith, but not Makri Ona.

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


@Greenbriar @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


Why'nn nodded to her father.  Sanguina probably caused that cut anyway.  She was surprised at the words that fired back from Makri.  "But that's what happens.  You've been Sith long enough.  If Trakus finds any part of me the least bit useful he'll try to gain control over me."  Crossing her arms, she frowned slightly.  "And, no, I won't let you kill me or my agent.  Or anyone on this ship, for that matter."  At the statement about Fali Why'nn became a bit concerned.  She opened her mouth, about to respond, when the Sith kept going.


Those words made her flinch.  She hugged herself, remembering the helplessness she felt on Dathomir.  Now she turned her gaze upon her father, asking.  Why'nn took a deep breath and walked up to the bed and re-focused on Makri.  "You don't know how cruel Sith can be.  I don't hate you.  I don't even hate the monster who did this to me."  Why'nn pulled her sleeve up to show just a bit of the scarring on her arm.  "So don't presume what you don't know.  I'll be honest: I don't like that you have to wear that.  It feels helpless.  It feels like you might as well die...  But you won't and you shouldn't.  I can't let you go right now.  You have information on us I can't let you go back to Trakus about.  You've met Sanguina.  She's quite attached to you.  They can't know about her."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

ALDERAAN


@Constantin @HK Fifty then @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @folclor @Greenbriar @TommyGun15


Zerek frowned. 'Oh for fuck's sake. How is it that Jedi always find new ways to piss me off? Stubborn bastard didn't even give me anything useful.' He cleared his throat before responding. "Well we would like to leave sooner rather than later. I'll see if Agent Nurn is on board, or if he's snuck off on some errand." He shut down both the intercom and his Imperial accent. "Oh boy, he's not gonna like this. 09, guard the door. If he tries to break in, punch him in the god damn throat and so help me if he gets past you and I find out you started blustering at him I will detach your arm and smack you with it." Zerek was certainly not kidding, he would find a way.


He quickly walked through the ship entering the medbay and getting Delrick's attention. "Well, good news and bad news. Bad news is he wants to see you and is reopening the investigation on that scrapheap's little explosion and if he's smart he's probably banned this ship from leaving port. Good news is I don't think he's going to break down the door just yet and if we need to I have a ship that he probably doesn't know about." He looked around the medbay seeing Why'nn, the slave, and the 3 credit whore. He was ready for the psycho to leave now that she was fully healed. Once they got rid of the Jedi, even he wasn't that harsh.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @Greenbriar @TommyGun15


@shadowstrikr25


Mikel scowled at Makri in true Imperial form for her disrespectful tone. "Be careful how you speak to someone who could cause more injury then help." He lifted the implement and raised her arm a bit more roughly then was needed to get to cut Sanguina had made. "This will sting, don't jump." He held it close to the cut and slowly began working on it. 


Hearing Makri say she knew Fali but with a different face piqued his interest in the former slave more. He would run his information through the Imperial database, he already had blood samples from when Fali had been drugged. He'd also have his face matched against every citizen in the empire. Now that it was implied he used to be someone else and or was hiding, Mikel would find him out. Delrick would use his connections, what few he still had, to run that same information through the republic and Jedi databases as well. 


Looking to Why'nn he could see she was wanting to show some kindness to Makri, her sympathy about not feeling the Force made her intent clear. He slowly shook his head. He could not risk Makri using the Force to accomplish her mission, her previous actions made it clear she would stop at nothing to complete it. 


He looked up at Zerek, scowl still in place. "Very well, I'll see him. The peacekeeping corps are nothing if not dogged in their pursuit." The cut was almost closed. Looking to Why'nn he bowed his head in respect. "Lord, if I may." He expected Why'nn to allow him to speak with the Jedi and keep him from interfering too much. He looked to Fali, holding the surgical implement. "You know how to use this yes?" Nodding to Makri's half closed cut. 


Stepping free of the medbay he donned the breath mask and goggles. "Show him in. And send my apologies for making him wait." Mikel stood in the passageway leading from the airlock to the lounge, the door to the windowless medbay shut. 

 

[HK Fifty]

ALDERAAN


@Constantin @HK Fifty


Zerek, fully immersing himself in the role of an Imperial trying to get a Jedi to piss off until it was abundantly clear that it was impossible (a role that didn't require much training), nodded as he listened to the Jedi. "Ah, I see. However, I thought that the investigation had finished. They arrested and disposed of the droid responsible, did they not?" Then he quickly clicked off the intercom, ready for Rin's response and possible mind tricks.


He addressed 09's concerns over not being allowed to be violent, deciding to point out the obvious. "To be fair, 09, you didn't have to come with me. You could have taken a nice assassination contract and had fun. And I really hope you're talking about the one that tried to stab me to death. Because she's been getting medical attention and that's just irritating." He kept his eye on Rin, slipping back into his Imperial role while waiting for his response.

Alderaan 


@shadowstrikr25 , @Constantin


The more he heard of the Nautolan , the more it affirmed HK-50-09's desire to kill him. What the 'peacekeeper' actually wanted didn't matter as much as it was (to the Assassin Droid) a Jedi being typically haughty  , practically begging to be killed. 'But oh no , Raxus forbid I dare to do that. It'd offend their all too Fleshsack sense of morality if I killled him without proper 'Provocation'.. Already displeased , it only displeased him further to hear his 'Brother' address what he considered an already mined point , spinning his pistol yet faster. 'Didn't I already address that? Twice? If I didn't come some Jedi would've caught him. Hell , this Jedi might try to catch him. Yet another reason I should just blast this fripping tadpole..'


Oh-Nine merely rolled his tarnished silver skull in response to the query. Of course he had meant the one they called Makri - as far as he was concerned , the Why'nn his brother seemed to find so precious wasn't worth the title of Sith to begin with , and his 'employer' Delrick was scarcely different from the Jedi. The heavy pistol continued it's spin as the Nautolan's - though he knew the aquatic being's name , the droid didn't care to use it - oh-so-typical Peacekeeping banter ran on in counterpoint to Zerek's (terrible) rendition of an imperial officer. He couldn't help but be mystified that his partner didn't ask him to Mimick the Gray Jedi's voice. 'Did he forget I have voice mimicking capabilities? All he has to do is just ask and I can easily get this while business complete without having to bother that blasted Jedi in Denial..' 


The silver droid was just about to mention something to this effect when he was asked to guard the door. The idea that he wouldn't succeed in killing something annoyed him , but that request - he didn't take orders - was better than anything he had heard in the past few days , so he eagerly replied with a simple "Eager Acceptance : With pleasure..". Instead of merely keeping watch , he decided to negotiate the matter himself. After all , Protocol was one of his secondary functions - and he would certainly do better at persuading the Peacekeeper than his typically inferior brother. "Informational/Suggestion : Oh please , spare me the Jedi blockades. You know how many of those I've seen breached? A Thranta is hardly any different from a Hammerhead , and I know exactly where to aim the turbolaser to cripple the weak things. And of course if you try to stop me here , you'll only succeed in being terminated with extreme prejudice. Really , if you'd like to do anything but prove your inferiority , I suggest you run back to whatever ship it was you arrived in now."

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


The Nautolan Jedi blinked at the closed hatch door, silently contemplating the starkly contrasting tone of the threats just made to him. It was a droid, had to be an assassin droid with that language, most droids didn't have the vocabulary or the intelligence to make statements like that.  It didn't make sense for Mikel Nurn to order the droid to come threaten him after his other crewman just went to go find him. An experienced Imperial Agent would know to greet the Jedi with as much civility as possible if they wanted their meeting to be short and uneventful. He surmised that it must be speaking out of turn, and instead chose not to reply with anything at all, pretending to have simply not heard a thing as he patiently waited for the arrival of Mikel Nurn.


'He travels to a Republic planet with an assassin droid? I suppose it could be a regular droid mouthing off, but not too many under class 4 do that. Having that thing on world is a felony in itself, this man has many questions to answer. The longer I wait the more curious I become, a man with nothing to hide doesn't stall law enforcement. In addition to all this, the abnormalities in the Force surrounding this place, something is definitely amiss.'

 

[Greenbriar]

Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


Makri Ona crossed her arms and glared at Why'nn, as angry as she's been since she awoke despite the Why'nn's apparent instructions to tend to her wound. "That's not true. He has your seat, he just has to know he doesn't have to fight you. If you're not in his way, he doesn't need you. He has me." She was special, she knew she was. Darth Trakus had chosen her because of the potential he saw in her, to be his apprentice, his personal agent. "Or he did." She wrapped her arms around herself and sighed, pointedly not looking at her lightsabers abandoned on the counter. When she was locked in glass there wasn't any reason to hide them from her, but now she was loose she supposed it was too much to hope that they would forget and leave them there for her to recover. If she could get them, maybe she could cut this circlet thing off her head? She ignored the dangers of the idea - to her, it was a win-win situation. Anything to avoid this horrible empty existence. She hissed at the pain of the wound-binder, but accepted it as a necessary cost and the half-treated slice as the best she could hope for. The rest would take care of itself she supposed. 


She didn't even look back at the others, or the other man who'd just walked into the room and spoken to the Nurn. She slid down the far side of the medical bed and sat on the floor, the back of her head resting on the framework. 


Shink, shink, shink.


She heard the sound through the wall.


Shink, shink, shink.


It sounded like someone rhythmically pulling some chains, or testing their bonds. Maybe they'd been here for months and months, kept captive against their will. Maybe it was someone trying to warn her, or give her a message. Or maybe it was an improperly tuned sublight drive. The next time it came, she slammed her head backward, banging the metal circlet against the cot.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


After a moment, she began to sing gently to herself in a thin voice of remarkable purity, her thoughts wandering idly.


"The moons lie o'er horizon, the phrox hides in the glen."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


"The traveler comes homeward, the foremost among men."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


"He sang to me of love, of life lived beyond ken."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


"I took him then into my home, my arms; what's more my bed."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


"He flew off in his ship at dawn, he soared off overhead."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


"He swore he'd bring me gems and pearls; instead he brought me dread."


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


A long moment of silence, then she sighed sadly to herself, "I miss my Puppy."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

ALDERAAN


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @folclor @TommyGun15 @Greenbriar then @Constantin @HK Fifty


Zerek very thoroughly understood the scowl, as he himself was doing the same under his bandanna. "You're telling me. Guy wouldn't even give up any decent information. His name's Rin Chicri, by the way." Zerek quickly turned around, walking away and hearing Makri start singing. 'OK, what the hell? Does everyone just have some secret talent I don't know about? Yeah, she can sing, Why'nn's an artist, Delrick can solve puzzle cubes in under a minute, and Chains McStruggle is a galactic champion figure skater.' He took a calming breath as he walked back to the airlock.


As he neared the door, he grabbed his coat off the hook and put it on. He didn't want that Jedi seeing his guard shoto (which he had accidentally shown to anyone in the medbay who happened to be looking) and getting curious. Seeing 09 so close to the intercom got him slightly worried. 'Oh for fuck's.... he tried to talk, didn't he? Welp, we're screwed.' "09, we're letting him in, you watch the back, I'll guide him." He quickly donned his Imperial accent and pressed the intercom button. "I'm opening the door." Zerek did just that, looking the Jedi up and down. "Agent Nurn is waiting. Follow me." With that, he began leading Rin towards Delrick, silently praying this would blow over without incident.

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


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


Why'nn shook her head. "That's not how Dark Council seats work. They're passed down a lineage, either master to apprentice or parent to child. Your master hasn't taken over my powerbase, nor has he given any reason why it's invalid. Therefore, my mother's seat sits empty until I am ready to sit upon it." Normally this was how a Dark Council seat worked. There were many instances of Dark Council members dying and being succeeded by an apprentice or child. However, Trakus had convinced the other council members that Manara's line was tainted with the Light Side. Unless Why'nn fully embraced the Sith code and defeated Trakus in battle she would never see that seat.


Shink, shink, shink.


It was there again. She was aware this was just Connor trying to break free but the sound, once again, conjured the image of Nah-Iblen standing by the cooked Twi'lek. Why'nn began to shake and she hugged herself tightly.


Shink, shink, shink.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


The sounds were too much and she stopped hugging herself so she could cover her ears, but that didn't stop the noises and she squeezed her eyes shut as tears began to form.  No, the sounds seemed louder and she sank to the floor.


"Stop," she murmured, as if pleading with her memories to go away. "Please stop." But the sounds weren't stopping and neither were the memories. It was becoming too much for the girl and it'd come on so swiftly she hadn't had time to drop into meditation.


"Stop!" she screamed. While this could've been a persuasion attempt, she wasn't so lucid as to try that. No, a blast of Force energy accompanied the scream that might push the others in the room as well as most of the medical equipment against the wall. "Just stop. I don't want to remember..." These last words were whispered.


It was likely that any Force user outside the room would've heard the scream and felt the pulse.

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


Rin's black eyes reflected the Imperial agent's once the entrance hatch opened. He briefly spoke and then turned on his heel, Rin hastily commanded him, "Halt. If you believe I will enter an Imperial ship after just being threatened with death, you are mistaken, Agent Nurn will meet me out here, in the open." His initial command was charged with the Force, not to persuade or to trick, but to emphasize his willpower, to get Zerek to stop in his tracks. Also, he was picking up on the agent's annoyance level, his irritation and nervousness was becoming clear to the Nautolan, who in turn reflected that irritation and nervousness. Suddenly there was a shaking inside of the ship, the physical motion was almost undetectable, but the shock wave through the Force was clear, distress. And so Rin felt that distress and reflected it, to a much lesser degree. His hand hovered over his light saber now for the first time since his arrival. "That was a most troublesome thing I just felt, you felt it too. Mikel Nurn will see me now, or I will see to it that this ship is searched and dismantled by half of the Alderaan Customs Office." If there was more inaction, Rin would be forced to act with hostility, that scream either meant something was in great pain, or he was being lured into the ship. If there was a tiny chance something was in pain, he needed to be in there. It was his duty. If Zerek were to turn around, he would see that the Jedi was physically touching his lightsaber hilt.


@shadowstrikr25 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty @folclor

 

[TommyGun15]

Alderaan


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


Fali had kept mostly silent through the ensuing conversation, operating under the assumption that if he kept quiet and stayed out of the way maybe they'd just forget he was there, and he'd be able to avoid any of Sanguina's "affection", which was why he breathed a sighed of relief when Why'nn took control again.  Although...  of the two, it seemed like Sanguina was the only one that was going to eat anything.  That was a problem that would have to be addressed very soon.


However, after being thrown against the wall and having a rather heavy medical table run over his leg, Fali had some more immediate concerns at the moment.  Luckily nothing felt broken, but when he got to his feet he noticed that he'd picked up a rather obvious limp.


Once he was on his feet, Fali began to hobble over to Why'nn, puttting a hand on her shoulder to get her attention before giving her a few slow pats on the back.


"Hey Why'nn, it's okay.  No one here is going to hurt you, okay?  Why don't we just stop, take a few deep breaths, and then we can go to the mess and get something to eat?"

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @shadowstrikr25 @Constantin @Greenbriar @HK Fifty @TommyGun15


Mikel Nurn stood at the end of the short passageway, he was clearly able to hear the exchange between the Peacekeeper and Zerek. 'Threatened with death?! Zerek, your cocky,but not stupid. 09! I'm going to repurpose your components into cup holders!' He let out a deep sigh and took a quick calming breath as he stepped towards the airlock.


"Peacekeeper I shall join you on the tarmac. That is not the way I've instructed by subordinates to speak with our guests." The Agent was halfway down the passage when he felt the strong pulse in the Force. It could only be Why'nn. Delrick wanted to run to her side and help her, but he could not with the Jedi here who was expecting to meet Mikel Nurn. He looked to Zerek, though his goggles hid the serious glint in his eyes, mingled with a slight worry, the crisp turn of his head should indicate to the renegade all he needed it to. "Go and see if our benefactor is alright and that our 'guest' comfortable." He looked to the obstinate droid at the end of the passage and gave him a slow dangerous head shake. 


Turning to finally face the Jedi Peacekeeper Mikel Nurn cordially extended his hand, either in a greeting or to motion them down the ramp. It was an open gesture that the Nautolan could interrupt either way. "I apologize for keeping you waiting and having to deal with such rude and inhospitable underlings." The hand resting on the lightsaber did not go unnoticed by the Agent, but he appeared unconcerned with it. His hands were folded behind his back once they reached the tarmac, his posture was relaxed and would almost appear as though he were being inconvenienced by an bureaucrat but was being rather polite about the whole affair and granting the audience. "So you've opened the investigation into the attack on my ship and crew. Excellent. I felt that the locals did not give it the fullest attention." His voice obviously being heavily modulated by the breath mask he wore.


(So mostly for my benefit I've included this pic simply because there are a lot of us in a very small space. And is based on where everyone said they were)

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


@folclor @shadowstrikr25 @Constantin @Greenbriar @HK Fifty @TommyGun15


Mikel Nurn stood at the end of the short passageway, he was clearly able to hear the exchange between the Peacekeeper and Zerek. 'Threatened with death?! Zerek, your cocky,but not stupid. 09! I'm going to repurpose your components into cup holders!' He let out a deep sigh and took a quick calming breath as he stepped towards the airlock.


"Peacekeeper I shall join you on the tarmac. That is not the way I've instructed by subordinates to speak with our guests." The Agent was halfway down the passage when he felt the strong pulse in the Force. It could only be Why'nn. Delrick wanted to run to her side and help her, but he could not with the Jedi here who was expecting to meet Mikel Nurn. He looked to Zerek, though his goggles hid the serious glint in his eyes, mingled with a slight worry, the crisp turn of his head should indicate to the renegade all he needed it to. "Go and see if our benefactor is alright and that our 'guest' comfortable." He looked to the obstinate droid at the end of the passage and gave him a slow dangerous head shake. 


Turning to finally face the Jedi Peacekeeper Mikel Nurn cordially extended his hand, either in a greeting or to motion them down the ramp. It was an open gesture that the Nautolan could interrupt either way. "I apologize for keeping you waiting and having to deal with such rude and inhospitable underlings." The hand resting on the lightsaber did not go unnoticed by the Agent, but he appeared unconcerned with it. His hands were folded behind his back once they reached the tarmac, his posture was relaxed and would almost appear as though he were being inconvenienced by an bureaucrat but was being rather polite about the whole affair and granting the audience. "So you've opened the investigation into the attack on my ship and crew. Excellent. I felt that the locals did not give it the fullest attention." His voice obviously being heavily modulated by the breath mask he wore.


(So mostly for my benefit I've included this pic simply because there are a lot of us in a very small space. And is based on where everyone said they were)


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Alderaan


Rin softened as Mikel Nurn hastily made his way to the airlock. Inside he saw what must have been the droid that threatened him, it was a narrow passage and he couldn't gather anything else of use. He tracked Mikel carefully and noted his response to the change in the Force, it was immediate and caused him to hesitate. At the very least he was force-sensitive, an important detail. His fingers released the hilt of his saber and drooped to his side again. He rejected the hand gesture and took a few steps backward to make room for Agent Nurn out on the tarmac. "I will ignore the disconcerting events that occurred just before, for now, and get to the point as to why I am here. There was an attack on your ship, supposedly an assassin droid, extremely notorious in Republic space, fired a rocket into your ship. Reports say that the projectile shot back out of the ship onto the tarmac, where it exploded harmlessly. There are several problems with the way law enforcement handled the investigation, as well as the scenario itself."  The Nautolan found himself shelving the gut feelings of accusatory suspicion he had before, without such blatant denial tactics and threats, he could work his interrogation the way he wanted to, with the presumption that the investigated were innocent until he had evidence otherwise.


"The first question I will ask you is this: Have you any reason to suspect this assassin droid was hired to kill you, or anyone on your ship?" Rin liked to start small and basic, then the established premises that arose from his suspects' answers would evolve into complex questioning that they would have difficulty lying about, because of all the information he forced them to reveal earlier when the questions weren't so probing or damning. He didn't believe in the good cop/bad cop routine, especially because he was just one Nautolan. Ironically his work in justice resembled the work of a pitfall spider, the suspect would confidently walk across the surface for a time before he rose out of the ground to subdue them in an instant.

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


@TommyGun15 @Greenbriar


Why'nn shook more as Fali came to comfort her.  Whether it was her own paranoia or something in the Force warning her, his presence was not a help to her and she scampered back and away from him until her back was against a wall.  "D-Don't touch me," she stammered.  Lightning crackled around her, ready to discharge into the next person to touch her.  Her thoughts were scattered and, as she looked at the former slave, she didn't see her friend or the person who helped her escape.  She wasn't sure who she was looking at, but she didn't trust him.


Her panic was rising.  She wasn't hurt but she didn't believe, for one moment, that someone wouldn't jump at the opportunity.  Why'nn shivered again and surrounded herself in a shield made through the Force.  Now no one could touch her.  "I don't want to remember," she murmured.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan, Space Port Tarmac


@Constantin @HK Fifty


Mikel saw the Jedi relax as they stepped on the open air of the landing area, his hand falling to his side. The Agent's hands remained behind him as he listened intently to the Investigating officer. "That is good as it is not a part of you reason for the investigation." He nodded slowly as the facts of the initial report were laid bare. "Your information is correct. But I will clarify one thing now, before I answer the first question in your line of inquiry." Mikel looked to the still unrepaired and blackened impact sight. "The rocket's trajectory was reversed due to the actions of my Benefactor, who does have use of the Force." Even though he was listed as the ships owner and operator, it was customary for Imperial Officers to defer such things to those who were higher in the food chain. But this statement also made it clear the ship was an official Imperial Vessel, with certain diplomatic immunities granted by the recent Treaty of Coruscant.


Adjusting his shoulders and back as one does from standing quite a bit, the Agent looked to the Nautolan. "Yes I do. It was hired, more then likely, to kill or re-capture my daughter." He let that hang in the relatively still air of the private landing area, which meant it was free of the normal hustle and bustle of merchants and laborers. "Before you ask I will answer why I am on a Republic planet instead of Imperial. I am just returning from freeing my daughter who had been taken captive and tortured. She has recently been found to be Force sensitive." He looked to the ship then back to the Jedi. "My hope was to limit the trail and or deter anyone who may try and follow me." Again looking to the blackened spot on the landing pad. "Obviously that was not the case, but given we have been here for three days now and no further incidents, it wold appear that we are not being pursued." 


While the Treaty allowed Imperials to move freely, relatively speaking, in Republic space. It meant following local laws, or at least appearing to. Which most Imperials and Sith bristled at. They made the laws and rules, they did not follow those laws of the conquered. 

 

[shadowstrikr25]

ALDERAAN


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK Fifty @Constantin then @folclor @TommyGun15 @Greenbriar 


Zerek did indeed stop, and instantly turn on his heel to glare at 09. 'You egotistical, cock-gobbling, mechanical ass basket! I swear I will rip off your skull and BEAT YOU TO DEATH WITH IT!' The only thing that kept Zerek from assaulting 09 right there was the facts that he would get killed, and it would blow cover. Thankfully, Delrick heard the commotion and stepped in. Zerek both heard and felt Why'nn's outburst, nodding to Delrick when he gave the order. "Of course sir." He then dropped the imperial accent, signaled for 09 to follow, walked to the lounge to grab a bottle of whiskey, and walked into the medbay after taking a swig, signaling 09 to wait outside, and removing his bandanna and goggles.


As he entered the medbay again, he saw Why'nn backed into a corner in a panic, Fali doing something, and Makri banging her head against the wall. He quickly made his presence known. "Alright, everyone give her some space. It's like you guys WANT to back her into a corner or something." He took another swig of whiskey and looked towards Why'nn, seeing the obvious panic in her eyes. He placed the bottle on the ground in front of him and kept his hands visible. "Why'nn, are you OK? Did someone try something?" Having no idea what got her into that state, all he could do was ask.

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


@shadowstrikr25 @TommyGun15 @Greenbriar


Her vision was a bit obscured by her overwhelming panic.  Why'nn vaguely recognized Zerek.  "But we're not on Dathomir," she murmured.  "Did he catch you, too?  Or were you working with him all along?"


Shink, shink, shink.


The girl shivered again, now hugging herself and rocking ever so slightly.  "I can hear him.  He's probably going to carve up another girl.  You're in here to keep me calm, aren't you?  Where is he taking me?"  Her mind was cloudy.  "It was a dream.  That bastard...  What more does he want from me?  He's already broken me...  What more?  Tell me, what does he want from me?  Granting me visions of safety... seeing my father again, it's stolen, it's not real, is it?  This is his ship, he's taking us somewhere...  Where is he taking us?"


Whether she believed she, too, had a neural inhibitor on or she was too nervous to raise a hand against a perceived captor the lighting and shield dropped.  It was unlikely she'd strike out if he approached her.  If there was anywhere further away that she could go in this room, she would.  But Zerek and Fali stood between her and the door.  Even if they didn't, where would she go?  Her master would come for her soon and continue the pain, wouldn't he?