Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


@folclor


Avutka's tears began to slow and dry as soon as her sun turned back to bask on her and touched foreheads and lips in a gentle, tender, salty kiss. She had however managed to give herself hiccoughs which plagued her attempts to have a heart-to-heart moment with her lov- friend. "We could (hic) leave?" Even to herself she sounded dubious. She'd always wanted to be a Jedi, hadn't she? And surely Atali had been the same? "I mean, I don't think the troopers would stop us... but I don't want to be the reason (hic) that you lose everything ma charia. You should be a Jedi (hic) - you've worked so hard for it, and I don't want to be the (hic) reason you're not." She paused and swallowed hard, trying to quell her rebellious diaphragm.


"We could... keep it a secret?" she said with marked unenthusiasm. This felt so right, it wasn't fair that they had to hide something so wonderful from the world. "At least until we're both (hic) Jedi?" Damn it. "I want you to have everything, my Atali. You deserve every- (hic) thing." Where words failed her, deeds would bear the truth of her feelings and she leaned forward to press another lingering kiss onto her love's lips. She tasted of something... exotic and alien and exciting. Yet also a taste she was rapidly coming to associate with home.


Atali.
 
Alderaan


@folclor @Constantin @Greenbriar @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Alashar once again pleasantly smiled and nodded , following the Trooper at a brisk pace. While she was focused on her current task of meeting with Master Itak , she made sure to quickly look around for her quarry. As she expected , it proved fruitless - but it was always worth the effort. After all , it wouldn't be the first time someone on the Dark Side had made a foolish desicison , and it certainly wouldn't be the last - kit with the way doing on , anyway. In a few moments the two arrived to where Master Itak was waiting.


The Miraluka politlely dismissed the Republic Trooper in her typically gracious manner to the armored soldier's very clear relief. Turning to face her old acquaintance , she was very glad to see the Mirialan had maintained the brilliant blue hue coloring her outline. 'It's always refreshing to see a Jedi who remains uncorrupted by the war. Those like Master Itak serve as examples to keep the Padawans on the path of the Light instead of falling like so many do in these times..'


Preceding her statement was a deep and respectful bow , the same one she would deliver to any Jedi Master. Her voice was only scarcely different than she had used with the republic Soldier , though a tone of familiarity could be faintly heard among the typical even-toned pleasantry. "Hello Master Itak. Is there anything you would request me to do for you? I'd be very eager to assist , as always." The Shadow naturally would wait for her superior to request what her mission was before stating it - after all , it was very likely that she had something more important for her to be doing. 


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Hyperspace


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 couldn't help but roll his cranial unit at the almost agonizing reply. 'You really want to tell ME what a dark Jedi looks like? Half the students at the Sith Academy on Korriban wore Sith Officer robes , the imperials would have to be stupid not to continue that practice! Then again , they ARE fleshsacks..' The cryptic statement and the idea of 'peace and quiet' , however , seemed to have more import to him. "Informational/Query : Yes , yes I did know. And I still find it so sickeningly Jedi to think of it more as an excuse than an actual cause. It's a wonder you ever left those blasted pacifists , with how much you act like them. 'Peace' and 'Quiet' and.. 'Random Jumps?' What's the purpose in THAT idiocy? All we're doing is avoiding our enemies instead of proving our superiority to them like we should be! At least you know when to admit how weak and idiotic you are.. What the Raxus Core does THAT mean? Are we going to fripping Nar Shaddaa again? Or are you trying to find another Harrower for us to commandeer? Stop speaking like a blasted Jedi and start speaking CLEARLY!"
 
Alderaan


@Constantin @folclor


Devil 9 spotted the speeder bike rocketing towards the scene of the incursion.  She chuckled and shook her head at his grandiose statement about the escaping of judgement. "Copy that Peacekeeper." 


Switching to the squadron com frequency Devil 9 called to her flight. "Devil flight, Devil 9 if your done with mop up, RTB. Check?" Giving the order to Return to Base and getting confirmation would make her feel a bit better. Knowing the training turned close air support mission was over and if the other two pilots checked in she would buy a round as they reviewed fight logs and gun cameras. 


"Rog-o Devil 3 check." He sounded quite up beat, but he usually did. It would take a monumental setback to dampen that Corellian's spirits.


"Check, Devil 4." He sounded almost bored with it, Devil 9 had been having trouble with him since she had been assigned to Grace Command. Devil 4 almost seemed to relish combat and tempt death. As long as he did not get the squadron killed, she's deal with his attitude. 


"I'm ahead of you Nines." Devil 2 waggled his craft in front of her. 


"Alright boys land and get your butts into the pen. I'll be there shortly" Rin's voice cracked over her headset. "I'll fly escort for you Peacekeeper, it'll be easier then calling and trying to get clearance." She slowed her flight to keep pace with the speeder bike and guided him back to the Military Landing area.  Once there she landed and saw the Starfighters from her flight and the rest of Devil Squadron. Her maintainer crew signaling her in for landing on her pad, she hopped out as soon shut down was complete. 


"Chief, let's get the whole squad fed and watered, I have a feeling the Devils are gonna be flying soon." The lead maintainer for the ground crew nodded, a gruff older human, then turned and started shouting at the ground crew to get all 24 Starfighters fueled and armed. 


The pilot known as Devil 9 spotted the Nautolan standing by the speeder bike, and walked over to him, pulling her helmet off and  running a gloved hand through her hair and rubbing her pointed feline ears. "Peacekeeper Rin? Ravish Talar, Ace of the Jedi Starfighter Corps , sorry to make you run around like that." Her smile was friendly and very confident, her black hair mated against her head, molded from sweat to match the inside of her helmet. The Cathar's green eyes wandered around the area, so as to not seem to be challenging the other Jedi, her pupils oval as she seemed very relaxed and her head was raised and her ears twitched, all signs she was confident and relaxed and unthreatening to Rin. Had she been greeting one of her species she would have brushed her cheek against theirs in the formal greeting, but since the Nautolan's were none for stoicism she held back. 


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Hyperspace/ Ord Mantell


@HK Fifty


Delrick grinned and almost chuckled at the sudden up turn in the droids behaviour. "Yes, I do value your opinion and insight. You see things differently then I do, and the only way I can get the whole picture is by listening to those around me." It was then the navicomputer chirped that the ship would be exciting hyperspace in a few moments. "The weapons should be in the cargo bay when you're ready to claim them."


The stars streaked into long blue lines and then snapped into pin pricks sets against the black void. 


Turning to view the  blue, brown, and green planet they were approaching, the Gray Jedi spoke to 01, his voice still friendly and calm. "What do you know of Ord Mantell?" 


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Dantooine


@Wintermute


Chuka let out a slow breath and stepped back out of the ring as the two stepped in. The blades of his weapon hidden inside the handle, which he cradled in his arm again. The older warrior nodded at both Errin and Illya. 'This will be a lesson for all of us.'
 
Alderaan


Rin was dejected and distant, in dire need of meditation. He had little time for the external world and it's problems. He needed time alone to think about what had happened, and what course of action to take next. It would seem that he was looking through everything, in a way he was. He barely heard what Ravish had told him, he failed to even notice her approach until she spoke. He nodded, drawing a line with his lips. "You made me do nothing, if only I had acted sooner, if only I could have known more. You did what you could." Again it was apparent that Rin wasn't really there, he was too busy planning and calculating, there was more happening inside of his mind than the world outside him could possibly keep up with. He nearly turned and left with that, but his investigative nature kicked him in the ribs. He hesitated before turning away.


"Ravish Talar, was it? What sent you to Alderaan? Did you get orders or were you nearby when the fighting started?" For a brief flash, his disposition flipped entirely, his brain shut off and his perception turned on. It was as if he went from ignoring her existence to becoming so interested in what she had to say, there was nothing else of importance around them. It was intense, to say the least, it might have even been flattering, if he wasn't questioning her. Such was the duality of the philosopher-detective. To be so in tact with the bigger picture and abstract ideas, while also being able to hone his focus so finely that time seemed to slow before him. It wasn't surprising as to why most people had difficulty keeping up with him, or didn't have the patience for his irreverence to social custom.


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @folclor @Greenbriar @HK Fifty
 
Alderaan, Grace Command


@Constantin


One did not need a connection to the Force or heightened senses to see the despair and frustration the Nautolan was feeling. It practically oozed off of him. 


The Cathar shook her head as her ears stood up, focusing her attention on Rin. "When we miss, we always wish we did more.  But from what I saw of that guy, I get the impression you probably did more then most could've." She winked and grinned at his comment. "Thanks, but Dueces, did a lot more. Check out his bird," She pointed over her shoulder to where the techs were grumbling and working on the heavily damaged Starfighter. "It cost him a wing, and will probably be having his choobies crushed by the crew chief before he can get word in." A quiet trill could be heard as she tried to keep from smiling too much. 


When he started to leave, she canted her head back and to the left slightly, showing her light confusion and curiosity at the peacekeeper's odd behaviour. 


She was about to say something when the sudden shift in his posture and voice struck her. Her eyes ave pupils went wide for moment before returning their normal oval shape. Feeling the intensity of his words and posture she met his gaze. If it had been anyone else she might have considered this a direct challenge (and part of her did consider it a challenge), but she remembered certain species needed to maintain eye contact while speaking, so she did not bear her teeth overly much.  Her ear twitched slightly as her head tilted, still calm and relaxed, but trying to feel him out and get a sense of him. "The Starfighter Corps gave me orders to be an attaché to Grace Command and be an instructor for Devil Squadron about two months ago." She tilted her head the other way, still keeping her eyes on him. "My training flight had just jumped back into the system after the Imps had an orbital dance. Then command gave the order to assist and mop up." 
 
Alderaan


Rin's attitude softened instantly at Ravish's explanation. His muscles relaxed and the distance between them seemed to double without Rin moving an inch. "Right, that all sounds good to me. I'm sure your superiors will want a report, I won't keep you." And with that Rin turned about and started towards the hospital. He would need to explain to Master Itak what happened, then he needed to inform her about Delrick's data chip. He needed another witness, if the chip wasn't fake. Everything about Mikel Nurn hinted to Rin that he was in fact Delrick Karrim. But if this datachip was anything other than what he claimed, Rin would be the fool of the century. Then he had to contact the Jedi Council and make his report, he wasn't looking forward to that bit, a string of coincidental failures never looked good. After that unpleasant moment, he would need to locate his Padawan, pray that she wasn't a mess, and then head somewhere quiet enough to meditate. He certainly wanted to do that far away from the spaceport, which had been the center of so much force activity that it made his lekku crawl.


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HYPERSPACE


@HK Fifty


Zerek rubbed his forehead in a futile effort to figure out a way to pacify 09. 'What has he even done for me lately? Oh right, saved my ass from the psycho whore. Pretty significant.' He still glared at 09, mildly irritated. "You know damn well I hate them because they hate emotion. Seriously, here's what the Jedi think is relaxing." He then cleared his throat and proceeded to speak in a very slow, deep, condescending monotone. "Hello, I'm a Jedi. I relax by watching paint dry. Focusing on the changing state from a liquid to a solid, experiencing the subtle changes of the texture. Don't use the second coat just yet, I might get a heart attack from the excitement." He then made a face like he wanted to hurl, and switched back to his normal voice. "Made me sick just doing it. Now I want you to use your memory for this one. Where was I, uh... two planets before Korriban?" He was fairly certain that 09 would figure that one out quickly enough as he sat down and stretched out.


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KORRIBAN


@folclor


Ceth nodded, thinking on the prospective 8. It was certainly better than anything else at the Academy, even the best acolytes were only a 5 at best. He would get on finding on where the kid was hiding, after clearing the tombs of runts. He slowly walked towards the tomb, taking out a strip of meat and chewing on it as he walked. The journey took a few hours, giving him time to think before he found a tomb to poke around in.
 
Alderaan, Grace Command


@Constantin 


"Alright then. Peacekeeper, if you need anything just give a call." Ravish kept her head tilted slightly, every now and then her ear twitched, though her face did scrunch up in a manner similar to how humans looked when they saw something odd. She watched him walk away, and under her breath, so only she could hear, she muttered as she turned to the pilot briefing room. "Odd little fish." 


She grabbed Dueces as she passed, saving him from further verbal assault from his crew chief. "YOU  ROCKETJOCKS ARE THE SAME! IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO FILSWIK FIX IT, IT DON'T MATTER!" The crew chief was red in the face with a spanner in his hand looking like he would club Dueces with it. 


"Chief, I'll handle it. And he'll be back to help with the repairs." Ravish wrapped her arm around her wingman's neck and started walking off to begin debriefing her flight. 


"HE BETTER OR I'LL TAN BOTH OF YOUR HIDES! JEDI OR NOT!" The spanner clattered along the deck next to their feet. 
 
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Horuset System


Reality tore and snapped back into focus around the Crooked Smile, but on the vessel's bridge the lightly-clad Sith woman didn't notice at first. She was watching the lights on the console, lost in her own thoughts and communing with the force. That was how she'd have put it anyway; to the casual observer (if there was such a being aboard the Smile), it would have looked more as though she was day dreaming and passing a carved string of beads between her fingertips. To the Sergeant who was even beginning to think of himself as Puppy, the horrible witch-woman who had invaded his life was playing with the bones he'd seen her remove from his amputated fingers. He'd had to watch as she peeled back the skin and washed away the flesh and blood vessels to expose the bone beneath. That had been given scarcely an hour to react to the air before she'd begun to carve them, detailing a series of runic symbols that felt vaguely protective. This Puppy felt like a brave one, and she had the sense that he would be a guard against what she sensed ahead on her path. Makri was scared. She was honest enough to admit that to herself, but she wasn't going to allow that to dissuade her from her path. 


For too long she'd been content to simply exist as a tool to be wielded, but with the recent turn of events the lightsaber had decided to wield itself. Makri was what she was however, and if she wanted to change her nature she knew she had to return to the place where she was forged, to Korriban. It felt inevitable in a way, as though she really didn't have a choice but to follow the steps laid out before her in the sand. 


After a full minute without instructions the autopilot engaged the Smile's engines and accelerated towards Korriban's orbit, heading for the main spaceport at the Academy near Dreshdae. But that was no part of Makri's plans - she didn't want to go there, and anyway her master might have discovered that she'd left Dromund Kaas without instructions. She wasn't ready to speak to him yet, and so as the vessel began to descend she snapped out an instruction to, "Stop, autopilot off!" The Sith trooper morosely lying on the floor of the bridge looked up at this, calculating the distance between himself and his erratic young mistress. Maybe there was an opportunity here, once they got on the ground? Or even sooner as he saw her lunch to the controls and begin her descent. Did... she know what she was doing? She was coming in far too steeply, and she seemed to be only half paying attention to her course. She was going to get them both killed, and before he thought too much about it the Sergeant had lunged to his feet and hurled himself at the girl who'd taken his forearms and his existence. 


Makri's concentration snapped and she looked up in shock as her big furry darling bounded up at her, pressing his forepaws into her chest while he pressed his mouth against her throat. "No Puppy, off," she began, trying to push him away from her - but he was insistent and when she felt his teeth digging into her throat she lashed out with a bolt of force lightning directly into his chest. "No!!" she shouted, the controls forgotten as she sprang up to her feet and stalked towards him, her throat bloody. A second bolt followed, and then a third as she chastened, "You do not jump up at mummy while she's flying a ship!" Mummy... hearing the word reminded her of the little darthling who'd claimed to be her daughter. She missed her, and that stilled her movements just long enough for the vessel to lurch to the right as it rapidly spiralled out of control. Flung against the coping, Makri first grunted at the impact and then again as the armoured amputee hit her from the other side. "Uffff." She took a glance out the window and her yellow eyes widened. They were going more or less where she'd wanted but far far far far far too fast, and she didn't know how to stop.


"Hold on puppy, I think we're going in!" Wrapping her arms protectively around her victim, she shielded them both with her force energies as far as she was able.


The dark side was rarely known for its protection rituals, after all.


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From the ground a dipping silvery speck abruptly turned and seared its way toward the ground beyond the Academy, a blazing line of fire that ended with a heavy impact. 
 
Alderaan


@Greenbriar @HK Fifty


Atali held her love close.  "It's okay.  I know you want to be a Jedi.  You can be, still.  We both can."  She stroked Avutka's silky, black hair, kissed her on the forehead.  "I don't want to hide it, but you know they won't accept us.  ...But we've both worked too hard, sacrificed too much, to give up what we've gained."  As the smaller girl came in for another kiss, Atali returned the gesture.  This time, she let it go further.  This time, her hands began to roam the other padawan's body, move the both of them so they were laying down.  Her feelings guided her.  This felt right.


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Eryal smiled at her old friend.  "Come now, Alashar, there's no need to be so formal."  The Mirialan pulled the Shadow into a hug.  "Why are you here?" she asked upon breaking contact.  "I mean... I'm here because of the Sith attack, to help heal the hurt.  Rin is here because he was investigating an Imperial agent.  Things got a bit strange and we were chasing down a Sith Lord but... it appears he might've gotten away."
 
Alderaan


Rin stepped through the rear entrance of the hospital, which was now guarded by five Republic soldiers.


"It's time to end the lockdown, contact forces in the city and have them stand down, you men can stand down too. I still want double the guard in this area for a few days, but we don't need to shut everything down anymore. I'll debrief your commander and you'll receive further orders." He said to the guards, who nodded and contacted their superiors immediately. They knew better than to screw up an order handed to them by a Jedi.


Rin took the hall to his right and made his way into the hospital lobby, where he spotted Master Itak standing with another Jedi. 'Must my reinforcements continue to arrive late?' He strode towards the pair with purpose, his robe flowed hastily to keep up with him.


"Master Itak, Nah-Iblen has escaped into Imperial territory, the Jedi starfighters chasing him were forced to end their pursuit and return to base. There is nothing more I can do now, except give my report to the Council." Rin paused and gave the other woman a wary glance. "There is also something else I need to discuss with you, something I discovered during my investigation." Rin hoped it would be apparent that he intended for this information to be for Master Itak and him only.


The Republic forces on Alderaan had stepped down from lockdown status to cleanup. Maintenance droids and state workers flooded the space port doing repairs and bagging bodies. There was significant private property damage done in the fighting too, ships were scorched and mangled all over the place. Ship owners begrudgingly walked about their ships, exclaiming curses and inspecting damages. The space blockade above Alderaan still held, as Republic Admirals wouldn't be leaving so easily after recent events. The Republic had some hard decisions to make in the coming days. The planets that already wanted to return to war would be outraged, and some of the more neutral parties might even start considering it now. It seemed like the Treaty of Coruscant might be ending much sooner than anyone thought.


@folclor @HK Fifty
 
Alderaan


@Constantin @HK Fifty


Eryal sighed as she heard Rin.  "Master Chicri, this is Jedi Knight Alashar Beschatten.  Alashar, this is the Peacekeeper, Rin Chicri."  Today had been a long day and seemed to only get longer.  "Alashar... do what you need to.  If you need me I'll be back in a moment."  Nodding to Rin, Eryal led him into a secluded exam room.  "What is it?"
 
Alderaan


Rin produced a datachip from within his robe and held it in an open palm. "When I was investigating Mikel Nurn, after Alderaan was invaded and we were in the middle of open combat... He gave me this chip." Rin concentrated on it and ran his thumb over its surface.


"He told me that he was in fact, Delrick Karrim, and that this chip would give me clearance to request information about him from the Jedi Council, in order to confirm his identity. I believed him, there were several factors hinting to the truth in what he was saying, but also my intuition lead me to believe it." Rin spoke in a hushed tone, regardless of their privacy from the rest of the hospital.


Regardless of his earlier confidence, now that Rin was retelling the events to someone else, he was a little anxious as to whether or not he made the right decision. Regardless of how it turned out, he made the call in the field and he would accept responsibility for the outcome.


@folclor @HK Fifty
 
Alderaan


His message sent, Nah-Iblen shut off his datapad and waited.  Sanguina knew how to get into contact with him, so once she eventually took control he was sure that she would try to contact him.  Then they could plan their next move.  But for now, he'd spent too long without access to Sith resources.  He'd return to Korriban and get his job back, not to mention murder whatever hack they picked to replace him.


"Fight 1:15 to Dreshdae, Korriban:  Now Boarding"


Nah-Iblen stood as the flight attendant announced the boarding of his ship.  He boarded the ship, buying himself a first-class seat with Manara's money, and sat back in his seat.  It was a long flight, and he was going to get some sleep.


In the Imperial space above Alderaan, an Imperial fleet had moved in to clear a path for ship above the Imperial colonies.


"Attention Republic fleet!  This is Imperial fleet D345X, calls ignore "Machina"!  Vacate Imperial space immediately!  This is not a request!"
 
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Ord Mantell


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


HK-50-01 seemed only to grow more joyous as he heard his opinion referred to as 'insight' - and not only that , but it was also vital to the Gray Jedi's understanding of events! 'He.. he thinks I'm important , even so much as vital! Oh this is so wonderful I'll have to tell Mis- Friend right away she'll love it too! ' The droid eagerly nodded nodded when he was told where his weapons were located , though he would wait until he was dismissed to retrieve them. After all , he was Vital , wasn't he? He couldn't just leave , not without making sure his insight wasn't needed for something or another. Indeed it was fortunate Oh-One hadn't left , as his knowledge of Ord Mantell seemed to be required. 


For a moment he considered going through everything he knew - all of the planet's history , for the most part - but decided it would be better to keep it to the world's current state. The mechanical voice would sound very eager to share the knowledge it contained , a sentiment the droid's ebony frame also suggested. Being asked for information in a calm , caring manner had always excited him. "Informational : Of course , Sir! Ever-joyous to be useful to you as always , Sir. Ord Mantell is a Mid-Rim planet , with a terrain mostly made of volcanically active mountains and island chains. The economy is largely made up of farms and agricultural processing facilities and robotic coal mining yards , outside of it's urbanized capital of Worlport. As a result of the recent war and the signing of the Treaty of Coruscant , the government is locked in a state of Civil War , and struggles to maintain even a semblance of lawlessness. The planet serves as a haven for many smugglers , mercenaries and outcasts throughout this sector. If you wouldn't mind me saying Sir , I think it would be best to avoid this planet - Worlport isn't quite as lawless as Nar Shaddaa , but it's far from being what I'd consider safe harbor. Not unless you're intending to be in conflict with criminal elements on a consistent basis , anyway." He looked to Delrick after he fininished , all too eager to hear how his information was going to be evaluated. 


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Hyperspace


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 failed to resist a slight mechanized chuckle at the imitation of the Jedi calming techniques. Of course , most of the time he had seen them employed , they had ended with a decidingly delicious crack of blaster fire - he was an Assassination Droid , after all. In typical fashion , he naturally found something to criticize. "Correction/Query : you seem to have left out the portion where they chant the Jedi code as if it's required to breathe! And why would you hate them for just that when there's the sickening weakness to go along with it - and the anachronistic teachings in addition to that? There's practically thousands of reasons to wish to destroy them all , lacking emotion can't possibly be anywhere close to the main reason. Even for you." 


Oh-Nine took a moment to pause and consider the clue - clue , because it wasn't actually direct - he was given. When he deciphered it an entire ten seconds later , he almost ripped the navigation console from the wall and beat the Renegade over the skull with it. "Displeasure/Query : HOTH? Why the in the Burning Pits of Raxus are we going to that blasted ball of barren ice? There's not a settlement on the planet that isn't a blasted military base! How am I going to get new weapons and ammunition THERE? Scavenge the ice fields? The fripping Jedi-in-Denial suggested it , didn't he? Blast , the moment I see him I'm going to terminate him so gloriously he'll only WISH he had stopped at refusing my termination of the tadpole.." 


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Alderaan


@folclor @Constantin


While the statement itself confused her , Alashar entirely stiffened as she was drawn into the embrace. She seemed to shudder in revulsion as soon as she was released , and narrowly resisted going into one of her nigh-infamous lectures about the Dark Side - Master Itak would've already heard dozens anyway. And besides , what right did a Knight have to inform - let alone lecture - a Master about the Jedi Code? Instead , the Shadow focused on the very pertinent information in the rest of the statement. She dismissed the idea of the Sith Lord and her quarry being the same entity out of hand - even from the little she did know of the Sith , an only recently fallen Jedi Padawan wouldn't have made Lord this soon. 'A Sith Lord on Republic holdings? They're trying to restart the war! If it isn't an assassin droid and it's dark Master trying to send the galaxy into darkness , it's war-hungry Sith!' 


The Miraluka's lips parted to state her reasons for being on Alderaan , only to immediately close as she sensed another Jedi - who she could only assume was 'Rin' -approaching. The Nautolan - who was shaded in a vibrant blue only outdone by Master Itak's brilliant aura - started speaking immediately , giving her more information on the heinous events surrounding the normally peaceful planet. Alashar bowed gracefully as she was introduced , showing the same deference to Master Chicri as she did to Master Itak. She nodded and bowed once more as the two masters left to discuss what she knew to be very important matters , but she didn't leave from her current position. Instead , she sat down into a meditative position and began reciting the Jedi Code to herself in a soft , reverential voice. She would be ready for whatever they required her to accomplish when they returned , especially once the slight taint of the embrace was cleansed from her. 
 
Alderaan


@folclor


Avutka gasped with excitement, feeling her love's hands exploring her body. She felt... fizzy. Bubbly inside, and she looked on the beautiful black-haired girl with a tender look of total trust. "I know...  you're right Atali. My Atali," She gave her a small smile, sliding her hands up the older padawan's sides and then around to her back. She could almost feel the echoes of her touch through her connection with Atali, and she trusted her feelings. Let herself be guided by them. "I know you're going to be a great Jedi one day." She brushed a kiss against Atali's nose, her breathing accelerating. "And I'll do whatever I can to help you get there." She could see it now; Avutka and Atali, champions of the Republic - and most importantly, together. Laying close on the floor beside her close friend, the Mirialan caught her chin between her fingers and smiled tenderly across at her.


Her Master was wrong. There was nothing wrong with this attachment. How could there be?


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Korriban


Then


The freighter plummeted into the lower atmosphere, spinning and spiralling out of control. An instinctive pilot at best, Makri had been drawn away from the controls by the need to discipline her unruly puppy. Now it was too late, and she scooped his smoking form against her and quickly cut out a handhold into an internal bulkhead. Bolts of lightning had managed to take the fight out of him, but now he lacked the will to do much of anything. The metal panelling sliced open, the Sith girl reached through the glowing hole to take a solid grip on the cabling and clutched his head against her chest. The ship was shaking harder now, the exterior hull glowing from the air resistance until at last the plummeting Smile smashed into the hillside and disappeared into its hollow interior. Inside the vessel she had just long enough to pick herself off the ceiling and wonder why she was still falling, then the ship impacted again and everything went black. 


Now


Every. Muscle. In. Her. Body. Hurt.


Makri blinked and opened her eyes, then tried to do it again. She'd swear she had her eyes open, but to her dazed mind the blackness that surrounded her made her wonder if she only thought she did. Was it possible her eyelids were paralyzed? Her right hand wasn't cooperating either, but her left hand came up and found her eyelids. They seemed to be moving ok, but even when she pulled on them she couldn't see a thing. And what was that dripping on her face? It felt warm, and it tasted sort of salty, metallic, something. She shook her head irritably, flinched at the pain and then reached across to try to find her right hand. Instead she found a heavy piece of equipment that had fallen on her. She tried to gather the force she needed to deal with it, but the pounding in her head made gathering her will a challenge to say the least. "Puppy?" she croaked, but only silence answered her.


With no other option, she focused her self on meditating and clearing her mind, and did her best to ignore the soft rhythmic sound at the back of her mind. 


Was that really there, or was her mind playing tricks on her once more?
 
Alderaan


@Constantin @Greenbriar


The words didn't seem real and Eryal had to play them over in her head several times to believe them.  "Delrick Karrim.  Delrick Karrim is alive.  Really?  He's alive?"  A wave of relief washed over her.  "I knew he'd gone under, but we received differing reports... that he'd been killed or found out.  We being... well, me.  I heard this second-hand from his sentinels.  This agent said he was Delrick?"  Eryal took a deep breath.  "We should contact the Council about this immediately.  If that man is Delrick he may be able to help us more than we know."


---


Atali gasped.  Every time Avutka claimed her it sent a feeling through her that she had never experienced before.  "I'll do whatever I can to help you, too.  I know we have to keep this from our masters but... I have a plan for that, if..."  She groaned slightly, just wanting to touch the other padawan, do things she'd never considered before.  "Sorry... you're just so beautiful.  I want to give you the galaxy and more, Avutka.  The way you make me feel is..."  The girl shook her head.  "I want to make you happy."
 
HYPERSPACE


@HK Fifty


Zerek was more than a little please his imitation of Jedi seemed to go over well. Even if 09 made a valid point. "Sorry, I literally cannot say the entire code without puking. Wait, let me try." Once again, he cleared his throat and steadied himself. "There is no emotion, only HRRK!" He then began dry-heaving for a solid 15 seconds before regaining his composure. "Nope. Can't do it. And I know, I can list a few. Totally controlling, hate anyone who opposes their ideals even a little, don't allow sex, and they're just really... boring. Giant rods up their asses." Much as he loved to roast the Jedi over an open fire, he found the Sith equally bad because they were the other extreme. Still, good ol' 09 kept blustering.


He rolled his eyes as 09 began complaining. Of course he hated any planet that wasn't filled to the brim with weapons and nameless mooks for him to murder. "First off, can we just acknowledge that it took you ten whole seconds to figure that out? Because that seems slow for you. We aren't getting new weapons, I'm getting trained. If the thought really annoys you so much, I'll drop you back on Nar Shaddaa and you can have fun there." Remembering how the last time 09 tried to fight Delrick went, he chuckled. "OK, do it. See how that goes." He would step in if 09 was winning, but he was pretty sure Delrick was going to stop him in his tracks.


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KORRIBAN


Deep within a tomb of some long-forgotten Sith Lord, a trio of acolytes were searching for something, anything, that would get them the prestige and power they craved.


Zhaf Neir had been at the end of his rope for hours now, kicking around rocks and feeling around walls for secret chambers that he knew had to be there. Apprentices kept poking around these tombs so there must be something in here worth their time. His fellow acolytes were doing the same. Zhaf had, of course, kept them around with promises of power and prestige. However, it was clear that everyone was running out of patience and getting nervous. "Zhaf, we should really just-" "NO! Something has to be here, I know it!" The other boy quickly piped down and resumed pressing on random bits of wall that they swore had a draft.


The three continued for another few minutes when a sound echoed through the cave, of footsteps. Very slow, and methodical, almost sleepy. Zhaf quickly signaled his co-conspirators to hide, finding a pillar himself as he kept looking towards the tunnel into the room. The footsteps continued, getting louder and echoing off the carved stone walls, the statues staring impassively towards the source of noise. If they could jump the new arrival, then they could probably kill them and take something off their corpse. The trio kept waiting, eyes acclimated to the purple glow of the cave, and watched.


Several minutes later, the sound of the footsteps reached their peak and they got their answer in the form of a teen wearing the typical all-black attire of anyone affiliated with the Sith. Zhaf had no idea why the guy was there, but he was going to make sure he died. He reached out with the Force, grabbing hold of a large rock as the boy was looking around, confused. Zhaf launched the rock towards the intruder, intending to crush him. However, the boulder's path left some room to dodge, and the intruder ducked under the rock casually. He then looked around again. "Whoever's there, come out and attack me. All at once." The intruder then cracked their neck. "Try not to be boring." The trio burst from their hiding spots to assault the intruder, with Zhaf providing ranged support. The boy didn't even react as they descended upon him like ravenous birds.
 
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Alderaan


@Constantin @Greenbriar


The words didn't seem real and Eryal had to play them over in her head several times to believe them.  "Delrick Karrim.  Delrick Karrim is alive.  Really?  He's alive?"  A wave of relief washed over her.  "I knew he'd gone under, but we received differing reports... that he'd been killed or found out.  We being... well, me.  I heard this second-hand from his sentinels.  This agent said he was Delrick?"  Eryal took a deep breath.  "We should contact the Council about this immediately.  If that man is Delrick he may be able to help us more than we know."


---


Atali gasped.  Every time Avutka claimed her it sent a feeling through her that she had never experienced before.  "I'll do whatever I can to help you, too.  I know we have to keep this from our masters but... I have a plan for that, if..."  She groaned slightly, just wanting to touch the other padawan, do things she'd never considered before.  "Sorry... you're just so beautiful.  I want to give you the galaxy and more, Avutka.  The way you make me feel is..."  The girl shook her head.  "I want to make you happy."
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Alderaan


@folclor


Rin gave her a single nod, it felt good to be on the same page as someone for once today. "My sentiments exactly. Either I've made a massive discovery, or I've been made a proper fool of. Let us head to the command center in the Customs Headquarters, it's the only place to do this completely in private. We cannot have any prying eyes or ears for this sensitive information."


Before he could continue on with that idea, he felt a pang in his side. It was a nagging feeling that would not immediately go away, for some reason the moment it happened all he could think of was his Padawan. "Perhaps we should check in on our Padawans and update them, it is important to keep them in the loop, at least with the information we are allowed to give them." His searching black eyes lingered on Master Itaks', waiting for her reply.
 
Alderaan


@Constantin


"Alashar could be kept in this loop.  She was fairly close to Delrick.  Well, as close as a Jedi can be without being compromised.  She, Delrick, and I knew each other as padawans.  We formed a close bond.  I think she would appreciate knowing.  Well, appreciate as much as she'll allow herself."


Oh.  Right.  The padawans.  Eryal heaved a heavy sigh.  "Yes.  Though they cannot accompany us yet, it might be good for them to be aware we have not forgotten them.  Young ones are so rarely able to think of the larger picture at hand."  Though she wouldn't admit it, she, too, felt a nagging feeling that had to do with Avutka.
 
Ord Mantell 


@HK Fifty @folclor


Delrick nodded as he listened to the information 01 provided. He watched the planet slowly drift across the view port as he considered what to do. "Well it seems Imperial Intel is not that far off then." A thoughtful expression masked his face, his arms still crossed over his chest. Without looking to the assassin droid, he tapped a few times and a geographical map of a large agricultural are on the edge of a mining zone replaced the hologram of the planet. "What would you say the chances of survival are for a person, without weapons or credits, in this area would be?" Indicating the border area between the agricultural and mining zone. 


He could not hear him, but he was certain Connor was still struggling with his restraints and yelling in the crew area.


"But don't worry, we won't be staying here long at all,  this is not our final destination." The calculations for the next hyperspace jump were already set, and just needed to be executed. 
 
Alderaan


Rin lingered on the idea of allowing another person to be there when they utilized the datachip. She might have known Alashar, but he didn't know Alashar, and his opinion about someone was infinitely more valid to him than the opinion of someone else; even one he respected as much as Master Itak. "I am not so sure about three of us being there when I request confidential information from the Jedi Council. I will think about it.." They did agree about checking on the Padawans, however, so Rin nodded to that and made for the door. It hissed open and he walked through the lobby, past the meditating Alashar. Down the hall and to the left, he felt his Padawan in the Force, her presence was somehow safe and calming to him even though he felt little connection to her. When the Nautolan opened the door and stepped into the room, what he saw changed his disposition entirely.


Atali was disobeying orders, breaching the Jedi Code in the extreme... hadn't he explicitly forbidden her from being in contact with Avutka? Now she was nearly copulating with her... this was an outrage! For the first time in their relationship, Atali would see that her master had to exercise physical restraint. His muscle tension increased and a great disappointment washed over him, it was a type of disappointment he had never felt in his entire life. Sure, he was disappointed by people all the time. It was a regular experience. He disappointed himself from time to time as well, that was easy enough to get over; never before had he felt disappointment at his student of this magnitude. The Jedi clenched his jaw as his lekku filled with the impending horror that would grow in Atali at the sight of him. "Atali." He said in a defeated voice, he tried to speak with anger, with conviction, but it all failed him.


"Get away from that girl and come with me."


@folclor @HK Fifty @Greenbriar
 
Alderaan


@Greenbriar @Constantin


"Very well." She wouldn't fight him on this. After all, it was his mission, not hers. Eryal realized she could've let her emotions get the better of her and resolved to meditate the next chance she got. Now, however, her main concern was Avutka.


The Mirialan followed the Nautolan past Alashar and down the hallway. Strange. They were going the same way now, toward Avutka's room. Hadn't she separated those two?


As she entered the room, just seconds behind Rin, her heart sank. She felt a great amount of disappointment in her Padawan, not to mention that the current situation meant that little Avutka might be compromised or, in the worst case, corrupted. The Jedi didn't say a thing. Avutka would know and feel the disappointment.


Atali was lost in the ecstasy Avutka gave her, beginning to kiss the younger girl's neck. However, it was then that the door opened behind them and she felt her master's presence. She froze. Their masters we already back. She hadn't expected this. Slowly, she lifted herself and turned to look upon her master. That was when she noticed the way he stood. 'He's going to kill me...' At the order Atali glanced down at her love, apology written upon her expression, and got up. Hanging her head, fear radiating from her, she went to her master's side.
 
Alderaan


@folclor @Constantin


One moment Avutka was in paradise, safe in her love's arms. The next the door hissed open and she suddenly became aware of what that niggling feeling in the back of her mind had been. She'd known their Masters were coming, she'd been able to sense it but she'd been lost enough to clarity that she hadn't remembered why that might be important. Now she was stunned, wide-eyed as she felt the pressure of both Masters' utter disappointment like a pounding pressure against her mind. She looked at the Nautolan with his flattened lekku. She saw Master Itak, her shoulders drooping as she gave her padawan an expression she'd never seen before, like she was somehow lower than dirt. It took Atali to break her free of her momentary funk, shouldering off the weight of those disapproving glares like they were so much cloudmist. She knew she was only a young Padawan, but she couldn't just accept this - Atali's sad eyes and the fear she tasted from her demanded she take action.


Her robes in disarray, the young Mirialan sprang to her feet and moved in between her friend and both Masters, thrusting out a hand at each. "No - stop!" Her amber eyes usually sparkled with laughter or shone with cool serenity. Now they flashed with... anger? Defiance, surely. Her voice was earnest, eager to explain why this was all right, "I thought it was the Sith messing with our minds like Master warned us, and like he did with Atali before." She took a step closer to the Masters, Rin especially, warding the human girl from their disapproval with her own body. "That was why I called for help when it came on us so fast, it didn't seem possible that it was a natural thing. But... it felt so right, and so when Master Itak told me to come here and meditate, I went into the Force and tried to work out the truth of things, just like Master taught me. I looked to see where my path lay, and I saw a glimpse of Atali glowing with light, reaching out for me." Though small, she held her head high and defiant, sure in the truth of what she speaks. "That was the Force guiding me, telling me to trust in my feelings; that we're supposed to be together." She juts out her chin and glares at the Nautolan Master; she doesn't like the fear she felt from her love, and she would not have him hurting her.
 
Alderaan


@Greenbriar @Constantin


"Avutka..."  Atali saw the courage and beauty in the Mirialan girl more than ever.  It was time to say her piece as well.  "It's true...  As you instructed me, Master, I meditated once you left, clearing my mind.  But the Force showed me Avutka running to me.  It showed me light and warmth.  The Force guided me back here."  She lightly placed a hand on Avutka's shoulder.  "Aren't we supposed to listen to the Force?  Aren't we supposed to let it guide us?"


Eryal sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.  "Avutka, come here, now."  She would have to explain the problems with their conclusion later.  For now she needed to take Avutka away from this.  "I know what you think you know.  You do not understand the gravity of this situation.  Come here and you and I will leave Master Chicri and Atali alone.  You and I will go elsewhere and I will explain to you why this is wrong.  Because it is completely wrong."
 
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