Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


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


Fali saw how terrified Why'nn looked, and slowly stepped out from between her and the door.  He put and hand on Zerek's shoulder and shook his head.


"No one is keeping you here Why'nn.  If you want to go for a walk, feel free.  I don't know what Delrick would say, but as long as you stay safe I see no reason you can't have as much freedom as you want."
 
Alderaan


@folclor  @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


In other words, Darth Manara's seat was presently held provisionally by Darth Trakus until Why'nn either embraced her dark heritage and returned to defeat him... or embraced a lighter path and was publicly seen to do so. While Trakus worked to take over Manara's powerbase, encouraging the girl to return as a Sith was the last thing he could want - he'd much prefer to see her dead or gone, as he would never be able to rest easy with this uncertainty hanging over his head. But that was deeper thought than Makri was capable of at the moment; the Why'nn said Trakus would want her as his special agent, and though she hated the thought she couldn't quite dismiss it. After all, hadn't she failed him?


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Ba-AAAAAAAM.


As the girl wailed her desperate defiance, the room abruptly came apart in a vortex of Force energies. Makri briefly felt relief that she was safely shielded behind the bed, but that abruptly changed when the medical bed decided it wanted to be over against the wall and took the Sith with it. Then there was silence, save for ragged breathing. "Oww," she commented, forcing the bed back so that she could breathe properly. One small blessing that more than paid off for the bruises she could already feel; in that chaotic pulse, her lightsabers had flown across to hit the wall, and landed on her head. "Owwww," she said with feeling, rubbing one hand over those new bruises. She'd been in the wars lately, and she only just out of a kolto tank. Still she fastened the hilts to her belt and stood carefully, seeing the Assassin turned towards the Why'nn where she knelt beneath a glowing shield. As Makri watched it vanished... and she thought better of confronting either of them again without the Force to guide her actions. She needed to get away, needed to clear her head, get this thing off her - and to make sure her puppy was ok. 


She walked lightly across the room on silent feet, smiling to herself as she slipped through the doorway, down the ramp and away across the tarmac. At least that was the plan until she ran into the mechanical form of 09. "You!" she shouted at him, abruptly distracted from her cunning escape and instead stalking up to jab one fingertip into his chestplate. "What kind of assassin droid are you? Who fires a barrage of carefully aimed shots, bludgeons someone into unconsciousness and then lets them live?" She's really irritated at that. Hopefully everyone else is too busy to interfere. "Has someone been tampering with your core programming? You fight like a Jedi!" Bizarrely, she is beginning to feel a little more like herself. Maybe serial impacts to her neural inhibitor have done something to the device. Maybe her head's about to explode. Either way, she's facing somebody she thinks she understands, and that makes her happy.


And, in this case, shouty.
 
Grim Wraithe Stjerna said:
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. 
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Alderaan


Rin's face was a blank slate, he passively took in the information and his brain processed it quickly, he had to make deductions and decisions simultaneously while taking in more information. With a Peacekeeper known to be on the planet, no Imperial would stick around, he had to use his time wisely. There were tactful things and foolish things spoken by Mikel Nurn, he knew vaguely where the Peacekeeper would be headed with his questioning, he answered the question completely and provided background information. However, it was all too careful for the Jedi. He gave too much information, almost, like he was trying to distract the Nautolan or lead his thinking somewhere else. Another problem was that if an assassin droid was hired to kill his daughter, it would definitely not shoot a rocket blindly into the ship, otherwise, well, what already happened would happen, the whole area would go on high alert and he would be swarmed by law enforcement before anything could be accomplished. This told him that the assassin droid was definitely not hired to eliminate anyone specific on the ship.


He was also now informed that here was a Force User on the ship, most likely a Sith. Not many Grey Jedi traveled in the company of the dark side, they usually just stayed out of everyone's business altogether. Rin had no background into the agent's story, so he had no idea whether his reasoning for being on Alderaan was credible or not.


"Yes, unfortunately, obviously not. I am sorry to hear about what happened to your daughter, but now you have her in your custody and can begin the journey of healing." Rin blinked at the destroyed Tarmac and back at the masked Imperial Agent. "I have looked at the case files and I see that no one on your ship was brought in for questioning, the enforcement agents did not even take more than a few witness statements. It was written that the lead investigator, 'immediately came to the conclusion that the protocol (later discovered to be an assassin) droid was responsible for the action, and there was no sign that Mikel Nurn or his crew had anything to do with the incident.' This is gross misconduct in Republic Space, it was as if there was no investigation whatsoever. I happen to have a deep understanding of the judiciary process of Alderaan Customs, they are perhaps the most thorough space port law enforcement in the galaxy. You seem an intelligent man, Agent, you must know then, that the only conclusion I can come to based on this information is that either they were handsomely bribed by someone, enough to pay off an entire precinct for a potential career ending decision, or they were manipulated through the Force."


The agent's disguised figure was reflected through Rin's eyes as he waited for any reasoning that could lead him to believe that nobody on the ship manipulated the law enforcement agents.
 
Alderaan


@shadowstrikr25 @TommyGun15 then @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Constantin


Why'nn was more terrified when the way was clear and the Sith woman left.  Delrick?  Her father's name was Delrick...  Was this another trick?  The girl looked back and forth between the former slave and the renegade before she sprinted out of the room.  Disoriented, she wasn't sure where she was supposed to go, or even where she was.  Taking a sharp left, then another, she found herself in a hallway, then a ramp that turned into a set of stairs.  No longer running, curious how far she would make it before someone would stop her, she stepped out of the ship.  Still hugging herself, still shivering, she noticed the man who felt like her father.


The girl, hair a bit disheveled, right sleeve partially pushed up to reveal the deep scars, staggered toward the person who felt like her father and looked up at him.  Her aura one of confusion, panic, and hopelessness, she grabbed onto Mikel and clung to him.  Her body shivered and she grimaced every time someone passed by.


The Peacekeeper, looking at the scars, might notice the faint glow of the Force emanating from them.  It was clear those he could see were meant to strengthen or force a connection to the Dark Side.
 
Alderann, Space Port Tarmac


@Constantin @folclor @shadowstrikr25


Mikel listened to the Peacekeeper speak and very accurately lay out the situation as it had pretty much gone down. "Thank you, I'm looking forward to that path of recovery." He waved a hand around the landing pad, and to the security cameras. "It is a grave misconduct. But I can assure you, I have no intentions of destabilizing relations with the Republic, especially on the very planet where the Treaty was signed." A slight grin could be heard in his modulated voice. "As much as the Empire likes to spend credits to build its fleets, it doles out credits to it Agents sparingly with a ludicrous paper-trail accounting for each credit spent. I would have no way to bride an entire customs office, as much as that would've be beneficial to me in this instance." One hand did come to his chin as the thought of a Force user coming into play crossed his mind. "Now a powerful Force user, such as a Jedi Master or Sith Lord could've convinced the lead investigator to conclude such a short investigation, and it would be misconduct in the Empire as well." Again looking to the security devices in the area. "You can review the data tapes and see I was the only one to come down and speak with the security forces, with the exception being the assassin droid. But it's doubtful you'll have any sound on those holos, as it is more then likely they have the same setup as we do in the Empire for public landing pads. Visual only." 


It was then he noticed Why'nn making her way down the ramp and staggering to him, his arms opened to her, holding her close. Delrick's heart ached as he watched her shivered and clung to him. The Agent looked to the Peacekeeper. "This is my daughter, and if you would accept my word as one officer to another, you shall not be harmed while aboard my ship, I will speak further with you on board." Delrick let a bit of his presence filter through to his daughter, knowing she would not reconcile his voice with his words, so he tried to reassure her the only way he could. To the Peacekeeper that feeling in the Force could be mistaken a father's love for his daughter. Love was a strong emotion, as was hate, both would be felt in the Force by those who could sense it. 


The Jedi would be able to tell he was being sincere and honest in what he said. His offer was genuine, and his reactions were in line with a father wanting to help his daughter. The emotion would show through even the voice modulation, the faint pleading look behind the goggles and mask, accentuating the point. 
 
ALDERAAN


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


Zerek, having recently indulged his need for alcohol, was not ready to play the pronoun game. "What are you talking about? Who's he?" And then she kept talking. As she did, one question entered his mind. 'What's making that noise?' At least he had an idea now as to who she was talking about, whoever tortured her. Fali's action got a look and a shake of the head translating to 'don't touch the coat.' He began searching the room for whatever was making that noise when the whore ran out, followed by Why'nn. "This is gonna be my entire day, isn't it?" He took yet another swig from the bottle before pursuing.


Zerek bolted into the hallway, seeing Makri and 09. And he could swear 09 was vibrating out of sheer rage. He took a second to appreciate how much the galaxy seemed to hate giving him more than a few peaceful days, and proceeded to silently lift the saber on her right side off her and into his coat. The entire thing felt like a light breeze at most. And then he ran after Why'nn, stopping and hiding in the entryway, eavesdropping on the Jedi and Delrick as they reacted to what just happened. He sighed in relief as nothing bad seemed to happen.
 
Alderaan


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


The droid went dead silent, clearly unused to being challenged directly. She glared directly in his photoreceptors as they changed hue - then looked away as first the Why'nn and then the Assassin breezed past her. She looked back at the droid, noticed... was he quivering? Maybe he was going to explode? She'd seen that in droids before, and it was usually a good idea not to be around them when they did. They got... scorchy. Giving a mental shrug, she skipped off in the direction everyone else seemed to be going, absently poking the Assassin in the small of his back as she passed his huddled form - well concealed from the tarmac, but blatantly obvious from inside the ship. Served him right for trying to shoot her in the back. 


It wasn't until she was halfway down the ramp that she saw the Jedi Peacekeeper looking all ominous and the Mikel standing between him and the darthling. Was he threatening them? He looked ominous enough, all contained and resolute like he had every right in the world to be there, and was on a wild hunt for the truth. She definitely wouldn't have come out if she'd realized there were Jedi in the waters - and he could doubtless taste her dismay - but then this would probably prevent anyone from flinging force lightning at her again, at least not right out in public. Wasn't there a Treaty or something? Maybe this could work for her, and bubbles of laughter began to float up through her emotional sense for those with the eyes to read it. 


The slight young Sith with her metal circlet moved down the ramp, tossing her hair with a rhythmic click of ornate bone chimes, and came to stand at a third point of the invisible triangle encompassing the Mikel and the Jedi. "Hello. What's going on?" This felt surreal somehow...


...maybe she really was dreaming?
 
Alderaan


Rin nodded, his tentacles following suit in a manner that was usually unsettling to those with hair. "Indeed I have seen the tapes and I know what you say is true." Before he could continue a rather damaged looking girl came stumbling down the entrance ramp. She looked badly scarred, it must have been the Agent's daughter. He could only wonder what sort of person tortured children, probably a Sith, hopefully a dead one. This did seem to add reliability to his story. Either that was his daughter, or he was a torturing kidnapper and she was his victim. For the first time, the Nautolan's face flickered with a brief look of sympathy, but it quickly changed back to blankness.


"Now that I have spoken to you, Mikel Nurn, I do believe it would be safe to board your ship. You would know that killing or incapacitating me would ultimately result in your capture and execution."  He was ready to follow the agent inside when a woman appeared at the top of the ramp. She was Sith, that was plain enough. He saw bruising on her arms, her hair was wet and she smelled like a kolto tank. Could this be the Benefactor, the Sith that used the Force to manipulate the Customs Officers? Her presence made his decidedly uneasy. He could probably defeat or subdue an Imperial agent, an assassin droid, and whatever crew members were inside with ease; throw a Sith of unknown power into the equation and the possible outcomes of a fight become narrowly one sided against his favor.


He responded to Makri with pointed haste, "And investigation, who might you be?"
 
Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @Constantin


A Sith whose signature in the Force was markedly force-blind, though her eyes gave away what she was clearly enough. Still, Makri eyed both the Jedi and the Intelligence agent with some caution, holding open the distance between them though she kept her hands away from the lightsaber on her hip - and the empty holster that matched it on her other side. "I am Makri Ona, Master Jedi. I have committed no crimes against planetary law or the Treaty, and have no intention of doing so." She threw a direct look at her erstwhile captors, a playful smile blooming to life on her lips. "In fact... I believe I wish to request asylum with the planetary government. Could you let them know for me? I seem to be without my comm unit." With that minor point of business out of the way, she looked curiously from the pair to the individual. 


"What are we investigating anyway? Did someone commit a crime? It must be really serious to have the Jedi and the Nurn working together to solve it. Maybe I can help?" She had heard the name 'Delrick' before she left the ship, but she hadn't had time to dwell on it too deeply. Besides, he was the Nurn to her. Seeing the Nautolan's tentacles ripple, she ran her fingers through her hair, self-soothing. This entire experience was so unsettling. It wasn't supposed to be like this, and she just wanted things to go back to normal.
 
Alderaan


The Sith was decidedly less guarded than the Agent, he wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not. "I have never claimed that you committed crimes against planetary law or the treaty. As for taking asylum within Alderaan, that is an issue you must take to the government personally, it isn't something I am authorized to deal with unless it involves an ongoing investigation. Perhaps you could help with the investigation, could you tell me what business you have with Agent Nurn?" He wondered if this Sith would be a help to his investigation, or if she was just another distraction thrown at him to disguise the truth. It was here somewhere, he could almost smell the faint trail of past events, he just needed a little lead to go off of and he'd have it. If he could prove a Sith on-board the ship manipulated law enforcement through the Force, whoever it was would be immediately detained. The ship and all of its inhabitants would be stuck on Alderaan until he or the Customs Office got to the bottom of the situations. So far he only had more questions than before, and not enough answers.


@Greenbriar @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @folclor
 
Alderaan, Space Port Tarmac


@Constantin @folclor @Greenbriar @shadowstrikr25


Mikel nodded his understanding. "Those two things are the last that I want." Held his daughter close to his side and took a step towards the ship, when Makri made herself known to the Jedi. "YOU!" There was definite anger in his voice, though his body language did not change to aggressive. 'Zerek you need to learn to keep control of prisoners.' He looked to the Peacekeeper then to the Sith. "This would be one of the Sith that was attempting to reclaim my daughter for her Master, and under Imperial law she is under my custody. And therefore I speak on her behalf."


He straightened his posture a bit more to stand his full height. He shook his head at her attempt to claim asylum, looking her directly in the eye. "Your Master, Darth Trakus, will not take kindly to you cavorting with a Jedi Peacekeeper and selling information to the Republic. OR that is how it will appear in my report to Imperial Intelligence and the Dark Council, since you failed in retrieving my daughter for him." He turned o the Jedi, an in very much the same calm demeanor with which he had been speaking with the Peacekeeper he said. "Makri Ona is in the service of Darth Trakus and was charged with recapturing my daughter and delivering her to him for his own purposes." Looking up the ramp of the ship he took a few steps, leading Why'nn to the ramp. "I have the holo of him speaking as much to Makri on the ship, prior to the rocket incident. I was trying to resolve this without fighting."


If the Jedi were to read his intentions and discern if the Agent were lying he would be able to tell there was truth to what was saying and that he believed it fully himself. Delrick looked up the ramp at a shadow he thought contained his would be student and wondered what was happening on the ship and that 09 would not insert his foot any further into this. He would not be able to explain away a second assassin droid seemingly in his service. 
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Constantin @Greenbriar


Why'nn's shivering began to stop and her fists gathered her father's clothing in them, holding onto him tightly, as if she thought he was going to disappear.  "Dad?" she whispered, finally able to glance up at him.  "Dad, you aren't going to disappear, are you?  I'm scared.  I feel like that monster is still here..."


As the Nautolan Jedi began to speak her eyes got wide and she flinched.  Slowly she turned enough to view him and as she did her mouth fell agape.  She'd never seen one of his kind before in person, but the good thing was that also meant she'd never tasted one of his kind.  She hesitated, glancing back up at her father before she looked back to the Jedi.  Only letting go of her father with her left hand, she offered a slight bow.  "S-Sir," she began, her voice very quiet as she addressed him.  "U-Um...  It's possible that there is a v-very dangerous Sith Lord around.  H-He likes to eat people, especially... especially non-humans.  I don't know if he's here but i-if he is... p-please don't let yourself get hurt."  At that she seemed to attempt to shrink and hide behind the Imperial Agent.


Every mention of her 'master' brought a flinch and the name of Trakus made her quite sad, the hole in her heart once again opening as the thought of the Sith Lord reminded her of her mother's death.  She didn't fight against her father as he took her toward the ship once more.
 
ALDERAAN


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @folclor @Constantin @Greenbriar


Zerek quickly whipped around to figure out who poked him in the back, only to see Makri walk past him and start to mingle. 'Did she just piss 09 off so much that he shorted out? Because I was expecting a death droid to go nuts.' As Delrick was walking onto the ship, Zerek was walking out walking behind Makri, standing behind her and trying to grab her hands so he could restrain them with a zip-tie. 'I am way too sober for this. Why can't I have a nice peaceful day? Just one. I'll tap dance on Tatooine for it.' He kept an eye on the hilt of her lightsaber, preparing to dodge if needed.
 
Greenbriar said:
Alderaan


@folclor  @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


In other words, Darth Manara's seat was presently held provisionally by Darth Trakus until Why'nn either embraced her dark heritage and returned to defeat him... or embraced a lighter path and was publicly seen to do so. While Trakus worked to take over Manara's powerbase, encouraging the girl to return as a Sith was the last thing he could want - he'd much prefer to see her dead or gone, as he would never be able to rest easy with this uncertainty hanging over his head. But that was deeper thought than Makri was capable of at the moment; the Why'nn said Trakus would want her as his special agent, and though she hated the thought she couldn't quite dismiss it. After all, hadn't she failed him?


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Bam.


Shink, shink, shink. Bam. Ba-AAAAAAAM.


As the girl wailed her desperate defiance, the room abruptly came apart in a vortex of Force energies. Makri briefly felt relief that she was safely shielded behind the bed, but that abruptly changed when the medical bed decided it wanted to be over against the wall and took the Sith with it. Then there was silence, save for ragged breathing. "Oww," she commented, forcing the bed back so that she could breathe properly. One small blessing that more than paid off for the bruises she could already feel; in that chaotic pulse, her lightsabers had flown across to hit the wall, and landed on her head. "Owwww," she said with feeling, rubbing one hand over those new bruises. She'd been in the wars lately, and she only just out of a kolto tank. Still she fastened the hilts to her belt and stood carefully, seeing the Assassin turned towards the Why'nn where she knelt beneath a glowing shield. As Makri watched it vanished... and she thought better of confronting either of them again without the Force to guide her actions. She needed to get away, needed to clear her head, get this thing off her - and to make sure her puppy was ok. 


She walked lightly across the room on silent feet, smiling to herself as she slipped through the doorway, down the ramp and away across the tarmac. At least that was the plan until she ran into the mechanical form of 09. "You!" she shouted at him, abruptly distracted from her cunning escape and instead stalking up to jab one fingertip into his chestplate. "What kind of assassin droid are you? Who fires a barrage of carefully aimed shots, bludgeons someone into unconsciousness and then lets them live?" She's really irritated at that. Hopefully everyone else is too busy to interfere. "Has someone been tampering with your core programming? You fight like a Jedi!" Bizarrely, she is beginning to feel a little more like herself. Maybe serial impacts to her neural inhibitor have done something to the device. Maybe her head's about to explode. Either way, she's facing somebody she thinks she understands, and that makes her happy.


And, in this case, shouty.
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Alderaan


@shadowstrikr25 , @Constantin , @Grim Wraithe Stjerna , @folclor , @shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 was already displeased by the time he had entered what he only assumed was the medical bay (mostly because it seemed as if his diplomacy had failed). He really only followed his foolish , fleshsack 'brother' because he already knew he wouldn't be actually sanctioned to kill anyone - though clearly , that was what the Nautolan so desperately required. 'But no , we'll try stroking his ego and giving him what he wants to try to make him go away peacefully. Blasted Fleshsacks..' Later he would discuss needed changes to this disgustingly Jedi approach to problem solving with that idiot Delrick , should it not come to bloodshed anyway.


Naturally , all thoughts of any future actions faded away the moment the Sith woman immediately insulted the dull silver droid. 'I didn't let you live you blasted idiot! I only wasn't able to finish the job because of these raxus-forsaken Jedi fools I'm surrounded with! If it were up to me , I would've turned your fleshsack brain into paste and used your blood for an oil bath!' Oh-Nine's mind began eagerly racing with how he was going to terminate her as soon as she dared to even *consider* him in the same class as the Jedi. He wasn't a foolish , cloistered devotee - if anything , he was the direct opposite! 'Oh , oh , I'll kill her , I'll kill her in such a brutal way she'll regret ever , EVER considering me weak or inferior in any way. She'll only wish she'd acknowledged how inferior she was before it was too late..' The Class-Four droid , unknowingly , was following her exact wishes. 


Of course , since all his consciousness was focused inwards , outwardly he seemed only to quake as if he were some kind of explosive. Indeed , the only sign he was processing anything was his photoreceptors becoming a dark , blood red , signifying an intense rage. Finally , after a time longer than he'd admit to (he was 303 standard years old , after all) , he scanned and paced around looking for the Sith Woman , finally locating her outside the ship. Oh-Nine could've looked like a prudishly indignant protocol droid as he pounded the ferrocrete beneath his Cortosis heels , if he hadn't been actively holding a heavy blaster pistol and otherwise heavily armed.


As soon as he reached the Sith , he shoved aside Zerek - who was infuriatingly in his way - and aimed several strong pistol whips to the exposed ribs of the blonde female.  "Indignation : You're going to tell me I'm a blasted Jedi? I'm the best fripping assassin droid ever created , far and away superior to the Jedi , the Sith , the Mandalorians , the Chiss , even the Infinite Empire itself! The only reason I didn't kill you like so many other stupid fleshsacks is because I'm practically surrounded by Jedi who wouldn't dare hurt anyone. Otherwise your blood would've been covering my frame the moment I jammed another clip into that medium repeater! Now , now they won't be able to help you , nobody will - who could? I'm the Nightmare in Silver , the Death of the Jedi Order , I'm superior to every sentient being in this Galaxy! I'm certainly more than enough to terminate some low-level , no-power Sith Assassin like you!" Naturally , he hadn't noticed the Nautolan , Delrick , Why'nn or anyone else in the area , or it was likely his list of targets would increase by at least two. 
 
Alderaan


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


"Under Imperial Law?" Makri echoed incredulously. "I've done nothing wrong, and I'm certainly not in the Mikel's custody. And we are not married." She looked around herself and gestured to the open tarmac, the other ships all around. "Your ship may be Imperial Territory, but I just walked down the ramp a free woman. See? No cuffs or whatever. I'm in Republic territory now, and not subject to you or your laws. I'm not your slave, like that poor man on your ship!" Despite her repeated assertions of her unmarried status, she isn't actually interested in signing up in the service of the Jedi Order. She just wants to get away, and get this thing off her head. She can figure out how to fulfil her mission later, but right now "out" is all she cares about, with "die trying" a close second. 


Interestingly to any Jedi monitoring her mind, she's equally convinced that what she's saying is true and central to her motivation. And then suddenly appeared the cunning, lethal, well-disguised assassin droid that had fired six blasts into her at close range, rifle-butted her into unconsciousness and then - most heinous of all - refused to finish her off. She could hear his denial of course; that he'd only let her live because he was practically surrounded by Jedi and that he was the most deadly killer of Jedi in the Galaxy. But as he bludgeoned her to the spaceport floor, she gave a bloody smile.


She wasn't the only audience out there today. "Can I... cough... have asylum now?"
 
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Alderaan


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


As a droid that looked almost exactly like HK-50-01 (with a few marked differences) charged down the ramp, Why'nn clung to her father, only to become increasingly afraid and angry as the droid began to beat the Sith woman. As she watched, her breaths became shallow and quick and she, momentarily, let go of Mikel.


"Stop!" she screamed. Thrusting her hand out, she ripped the weapon from HK-50-09's grasp as a wave of Force energy pulsed through the landing pad, making all who were unready stagger backward.


A moment passed in which the girl realized what she'd done. A tear made its way down her cheek and she collapsed on the ground. Confusion and horror overtook her and it was clear she was trapped in her own mind. Once again, she began to shiver.
 
Alderaan


Rin silently allowed events to unfold as they happened. It seemed that Makri Ona could in fact have evidence useful to his case. If what Agent Nurn said was true, and he had holotape evidence that she was sent by a Sith Lord to kidnap his daughter, then her testimony would be invalid anyways, because she would be arrested by Republic Law Enforcement. He wouldn't be able to arrest her, though, because he was here on a specific mission. All he could do would be to relay the holotape to law enforcement and provide testimony for any future investigation. It seemed there was indeed some tension between Nurn and Ona, he felt it in his head and he became tense, his black eyes shifted from Makri to Nurn warily.


As the little girl approached, he paid special attention to her apparent nervousness around him. Her words were disturbing and raised even more questions that he would have to come up with answers to. Who was this Sith, were they onboard the ship? Was Mikel Nurn perhaps a Sith Lord in disguise? The latter option was becoming more viable as the situation unfolded, he was the only one to address the law enforcement agents. Right after he did, they immediately arrested the protocol droid and sealed the case. It would take a Sith or a Jedi of some power in the Force to manipulate all those people from a distance, either Nurn was a powerful force user, or he was harboring an even more powerful one in his ship, which Rin was now definitely going to search.


He was going to address the situation appropriately, when at the same time the droid he was threatened by earlier came storming out of the ship, blaster in hand. He eyed it, motionless at first, until it approached Makri Ona and assaulted her with its weapon, going on a rant based off of a prior altercation. The Jedi immediately withdrew his saber and extended his hand, about to pull the weapon out of the droid's grasp, when the girl shouted and did so herself. Her presence in the Force was exposed entirely to Rin, who was taken aback by how disturbing the feeling was. He stepped back and drew his saber immediately, a thick green light ignited out of the hilt. A line had been crossed here, what he was witnessing demanded immediate explanation and obedience from all parties involved.


"You will all desist in further action,"  His command was supported by the Force. "It is apparent to me that many things are happening here that I am aware of, I will get to the bottom of all of it. I am convinced now, more than ever, that my direct investigation into this matter is required. Mikel Nurn, you will take your daughter and the assassin droid inside of the ship, Makri Ona, you will follow behind them. I will be behind all of you, with my light saber drawn, it will remain drawn until all parties on-board the ship are accounted for." He almost felt for the Imperial Agent, it was clear that he did not have control over many factors in his life at this moment. Unfortunately for him, it was all unraveling in front of a Jedi Peacekeeper who was investigating him for felony crimes against Republic law enforcement. Now, more than ever, the Nautolan was dedicated to uncovering every bit of information that he could about Mikel Nurn and those aboard his ship.


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Zerek looked at the ramp, seeing a very rage-filled 09 walk down the ramp. 'No...' Walk past everyone, headed towards him and Makri. 'No no no...' And then shove him to the ground as he proceeded to beat the living shit out of Makri. 'SON OF A BITCH! RRRRRGH...' Everything was going to shit, and it was 90% not his fault. Why'nn's outburst got his attention quite througly, as that was only going to anger 09 even more. And put his sights squarely on the daughter of the guy who was going to train him. His hand went for a thermal detonator to at least distract 09.


Rin's command got his hand to drop, with him groaning about how another Force command had gotten him. 'Either they're just that strong, or I'm just that easy.'  He glared at 09 with disappointment and rage, pissed that he had lost control so quickly. He helped Makri up and led her into the ship, praying that 09 wouldn't try to kill them all. He was way too conscious to deal with all of this shit. He wanted to be asleep for the moment, if possible. Or off this rock. Preferably both.
 
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Why'nn's gaze fixed upon the Peacekeeper and she froze, breathing so shallow it was difficult to tell if she was, indeed, taking of the life sustaining oxygen. As the Jedi spoke, she listened, though her fear grew. She didn't want to gain further pain or punishment. She'd heard stories about Jedi, mostly from her mother or HK-50-01. They weren't too be trusted. Even though this one seemed to have good intentions, she couldn't fully trust him.


Still, as he had commanded she waited for her father to lead her onto the ship again. Had she messed things up? Was all of this because of her?


Though the Dark Side had been more or less forced upon her, the Peacekeeper would feel a great amount of Light as well. The two sides conflicted, as evidenced by her use of the Light to remove the weapon (and attempt to save a woman's life) and her use of Dark to push everyone back. It was clear the girl had no idea what she wanted or needed to be. She was taking in all around her and it was making for a very frustrating and confusing mess. At the moment it seemed she had no focus, but that was just as likely to be a product of the chaos around her.
 
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As Makri stood on the platform, a small device planted in her wrist began to beep, giving off a feint red light. The device in question is a mid range tracking device, and the activity it now displayed means only one thing. The owner of the tracker is within range.


Exiting hyperspace, three Harrower class dreadnoughts form up at the edge of the Alderaan system, and take up a position just outside of the Republic defense grid. Initial attempts at contact are ignored by the Imperial commanders...


The lower levels of the docking facility were a buzz with activity. Moving this way and that, dozens upon dozens of workers went about their tasks to keep the place running. Moving through the mass, a single blond haired man, wearing the same clothes as the others, and keeping his head down, side stepped into a side passage way, quickly followed by three other workers. The moment the door closed, the three workers threw off their outer clothing, revealing skin tight black suits underneath. Opening a crate in the side of the room, they quickly began removing numerous pieces of armor, and began clipping it to themselves. The other figure doing the same. 


In short order, the four of them were dressed. Three Imperial troopers, and now in his rightful attire, Darth Trakus exited the room. As they stepped back into the main area, the workers, seeing the black armored figures, quickly scattered, parting the way as the four Imperials moved towards the lift. Taking it up, they emerged on the platform the others were on, and slowly stepped off. Taking the lead, Darth Trakus extended his hands to either side of himself. 


"Well, isn't this just a delightful...surprise."


@(everyone basically on the platform)
 
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Why'nn felt a strong Dark Side presence and shivered, but was aware it was not her tormentor.  Strangely enough, it seemed to calm her a bit and she stopped shaking, let go of her father, and turned to look at the Sith Lord.  She wasn't pleased with him being here, her emotions were still roiling and she remained unsteady.  Half of her consciousness believed this a vision and, with her scars now covered again, she looked to the Peacekeeper.


"That's the man sending Sith after me," she stated.  "He is not my tormentor, but he is attempting to take me back to Korriban."
 
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Zerek turned and, upon seeing the group of Imperial cock-gobblers before him, breathed deeply and looked up at the sky, not even trying to sound Imperial, only pissed. "TWO FUCKING HOURS! I'LL SETTLE FOR THAT! JUST! TWO!" His brain quickly set itself to work with a plan, going a little slow due to alcohol. "Oh fer... great. Just great. Hey, you walking pillar of dick cheese, can you take a number and wait? We've already got one thing to deal with, don't need another." He then turned Makri around and shoved her towards Trakus. "And take your 3 credit whore with you." 


Brain working through the steps, he did manage to come up with some semblance of a plan. "Nurn, Why'nn, get in the ship and lock up. Rin, 09, guard said ship. 09, you are allowed to kill because fuck these guys. And wait until they move this time. I'm not having a repeat of Cui. I am going to get fucked up." And with that, Zerek exited stage right and walked towards his own ship. 'I am so done with this.'
 
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Darth Trakus tilted his head slightly, listening to the man rant. "Are you quite done, welp? You seem to think that you have the right to walk off this platform...alive. Quite funny, to be honest, especially since you think you can get off this world. A Imperial squadron will prevent that little train of thought." Turning away from Zerek, Trakus looked Makri up and down, grunting.


"Makri, I was beginning to wonder what was taking you so long. It makes more sense now. Though, it is still disappointing that you failed your task." Finishing his advance, Trakus gave a brief nod to the remaining individuals. "For those of you who do not know me, I am Darth Trakus, member of the Dark Council of the Sith Empire. I am here to...negotiate, I think that's the term."


Pointing up, the outlines of the three Harrower ships in orbit could just now begin to be seen. "As we speak, those ships up there are carrying hundreds of experimental beasts. Each one is loaded into a descent pod, and if I give the word, they will be fired at this worlds cities. Their are not enough of them to destroy the entire planet, but there will be thousands upon thousands of deaths before they are stopped. To prevent this, I only ask to take the Sith here with me. You can keep the rest. Seems fair in my mind."
 
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Makri wasn't sure whether Darth Trakus was bluffing or not - he didn't as a rule, but threatening to break the Treaty wouldn't exactly endear him to the rest of the Council if he was forced to go through with his plan. Besides... there wasn't really any point, was there? She'd succeeded - sort of - and now he could work his will. "Master," she began. "I have no excuse - but the Why'nn is here now. I don't think she has any intention of challenging you, she just wants to be left alone." She turned toward the shaking girl, yellow eyes intent. "Tell him! Tell him you cede your seat, and he can just leave. He doesn't want to use you, just to be sure of you..." right? She staggered a few paces when the Assassin shoved her, turned to spit blood after him and then turned back to her Master. He didn't need Why'nn. He had her, his chosen agent - right?


Taking the seat on the Dark Council couldn't have changed him that much. 
 
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Uh oh.  Cat was out of the bag now.  She had no way of denying that she was an heir to a Dark Council seat with what Makri just said.  'Shit.'  Though she hadn't exactly been playing at innocence, no, she was reacting how she felt when around the Peacekeeper, now was a time she'd have to pretend (and perhaps get herself, her father, and her friends in further trouble) or cede her seat right then and there and be rendered an object once more by any Sith who desired such a trophy.


And then more blood came.  Why'nn's fists clenched, her eyes squeezed shut and she turned her head away, but still the vision of the blood on the floor, in the Sith's mouth, threatened to bring out her other side and she shivered slightly.  All those who had use of the Force would feel the two sides struggling.  The darker wanted to win so badly.


"Let me out to play.  I can make it better.  New Mommy loves me like she doesn't you.  I can protect our reputation and skirt around the idea of the seat.  Come on, you know you don't want this right now.  You know you want to sleep."


As Sanguina spoke to her, Why'nn struggled against the pull.  It would be nice to sleep, but she couldn't right now.  Couldn't leave her father to deal with this alone.  Sanguina might get them killed by either Trakus or the Peacekeeper.  And the thought of 'New Mommy' was an odd one, but one that threatened to burrow into her mind.


When she opened her eyes again, turning them up to gaze upon her father, they were striking, as if they held fire.  The gold and red fought and where they met created orange.  Her presence fluctuated greatly between the Dark, almost innocent sadism of Sanguina and the confused Gray that was Why'nn.  When occasionally they met a strange confluence of peace, sadism, joy, and confusion seemed to explode from the young teen's form.  Still, she said nothing and an oppressive silence settled over the tarmac.


The girl's gaze slowly turned to the Peacemaker, then Makri, and finally settled upon Darth Trakus.  It seemed she was considering her options.  While her expression had been pained a moment before it now held a strange sense of calm, though both sides were still warring.  She shivered and shook no more.  Her back was straight, shoulders relaxed, head cocked slightly to the side as she inspected the scene before her.  Her hands were relaxed, falling to her sides easily.  Slowly, a smile began to form on her lips.  When next she opened her mouth she laughed, though both Sanguina and Why'nn could be heard.


"You want to rain monsters on this world?  Be as the Sith'ari of old?" both voices asked Trakus.  The girl then turned her attention to Makri.


"You want to rain monsters on this world?  Be as the Sith'ari of old?"


"And you're too scared of losing your precious master.  You're scared he'll find me useful.  I dare say, with his ambitions in Alchemy, he would.  Not that he'll get to use me."


"And you're too scared of losing your precious master.  You're scared he'll find us useful.  We dare say, with his ambitions in Alchemy, he would.  Not that he'll get to use us."


"You'll leave Alderaan.  You won't bother us anymore.  This is getting old."


"You'll leave Alderaan.  You won't bother us anymore.  This is getting old."


Though Sanguina was, in fact, part of Why'nn, always had been, it was starting to feel as if two souls inhabited one body.  That being said, out of Sanguina one could feel annoyance, anger, and a desire to cause destruction.  Her voice was a projection of the Force.  From Why'nn it was obvious she was putting on a show, wanting Trakus and his ilk to leave so she could heal.  The fractured girl stood, eyes like flames, staring at the Sith.


Makri would feel a presence try to connect with her, then Sanguina's voice spoke in her mind.  "I'm not angry at you, Mommy.  Why'nn is dictating speech.  I want to come with you.  She can't stand too much blood.  I almost have control..."
 
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