Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Alderaan


Rin felt rather uneasy about the situation. He certainly didn't learn as much as he hoped to, but he was never holding too much expectation for what the council would tell him. He highly disapproved of the level of secrecy they exercised now. It was never like this in past times, the Jedi never had a need for all of the trickery and subterfuge they employed now. Their backs were against the wall though, he thought. The times weren't necessarily desparate enough for him to agree with their desperate measures. He pulled the data chip out and looked it over. He would keep it for now, but he knew better than to think it had any further use to him. After stashing it in his robe pocket he looked to Eryal. 


"I think it is time that our paths diverged, Master Itak. It would seem your interests and my objectives are no longer one in the same." He paused for a moment and seemed uncertain about something. He regained his focus and continued, "I don't usually complement people, it's all a waste of time, pleasantries and the like... so you know when I say something like this I'm not doing it for the sake of flattery. You're a great Jedi, Eryal, you're going to do great things for this galaxy. And a fine woman too. May the force be with you-and your Padawan." 


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Constantin


Eryal purposely kept quiet, falling into light meditation as she considered the information.  She bowed as the Master cut off the call.  Her attention was called to the Nautolan as he spoke.  A gentle smile touched her lips.  "Thank you, then, Rin.  You'll accomplish everything set before you, I'm sure.  And may the Force be with you and yours as well."  As she turned and began to exit the room a thought occurred to her and she paused, half turning to look at him.  "I'll be monitoring any communications sent between our vessels.  I have a feeling that our padawans have not yet learned their lessons."  With that said, she turned and exited the room, walking toward her ship.  There were civilians to help.


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On Master Chicri's ship, his padawan had immersed herself in very un-Jedi like behavior.  It was unlikely she would end before her master returned, either.
 
YAG'DHUL


@HK Fifty


Zerek, having woken up, gotten his clothes back on, and landed on Yag'Dhul, quickly set about the spaceport with a purpose. To get his god damn boarding ramp fixed. Thankfully, he had little trouble finding someone ready and willing to fix it ASAP, so he was currently lounging in the bridge watching the mechanics at work, making sure to remind 09 that it would be a very bad idea to burst out of the blast doors and kill them once they had finished their job. As he waited for the mechanics to finish with the boarding ramp, he starting running checks on the systems for his ship, checking for trackers he may have missed, making sure his weapons weren't a gnat's foreskin away from exploding, practical shit.
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Alashar , lacking in both engineering and piloting knowledge , couldn't prevent cocking an eyebrow at the odd terminology the Pilot used. Still , even she could agree with the overall sentiment - the arrowhead-shaped fighter looked nigh unsalvageable. Of course , she still felt aghastly drawn to the fragrant display of anger by the crew chief , but she quickly managed to bring her focus back to the current task by shaking her head and reciting the Jedi Code. At this point , the curtness of the head bow scarcely perturbed her - she was focused on her task above all. 


The Miraluka Shadow's ever-pleasant expression shifted further and further into one of horror expression as she watched the footage , steadily increasing each time the man successfully avoided attacks that would pulverize nearly any Sith - or Jedi. I can't let a psychotic Dark-Side abomination with this kind of power freely unfold his dark schemes in secret! But I'm already on a mission , I can't just change focus.. I must inform the Council at once!' Quickly and with an acute nervous haste , she turned back to the Cathar Pilot. "Thank you for showing me this Ravish.. I need 2 copies of each video immediately. If it's possible I'd like a still holo of this Sith , as well. The Council must know of this." Her words matched her demeanor , nearly too fast for some to have understood what she said - she , of course , hadn't realized this. An acute observer would also notice her right hand hastily stroking her lightsaber hilt , nearly as if it were a child's security blanket. 


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Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25


HK-50-09 was , naturally , greatly displeased. 'I thought going to Yag'Dhul would mean I could actually fripping kill something before I oh-so-deliciously prove my superiority to that 'Gray' Jedi fleshsack , but nooooo , I'm forced to stay here instead of filling these blasted mechanics with blaster energy. It's almost as if he wants to be a peace-loving , weak Jedi fleshsack!' So he merely paced the ship , feet pounding the deck in a consistent clank-clank-clank sound. One of his pistols was in his left hand , spinning through the air with significant speed to create a blurring effect. If there was one bright side in the Assassination droid's mind , it would certainly add to his gloriously superior fury when he destroyed the 'Gray' Jedi. 
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


After almost a day the sedatives were wearing off. Very slowly, Why'nn came out of her peaceful unconsciousness and opened her eyes. The room, through the warping nature of the kolto, seemed strange to her. However, she wasn't scared of the scene before her and she didn't immediately attempt to break out of the tank. After all, that monster wouldn't put her in kolto. But this wasn't her father's ship, so that meant it was either Zerek's or a Jedi's. Oh, she hoped she was on Zerek's ship. For now she wouldn't try to break free. After all, attempting to cause harm before knowing where she was didn't seem like a smart idea. 


So she tried moving about. Her upper body responded easily, but her lower... Why couldn't she move her legs? A slight bit of desperation entered her mind as she tried, again, to do anything. No luck. She could see her legs, they didn't appear to be damaged, so why weren't they working? A million possibilities passed through her mind until she remembered. Oh. Right. So she was in the tank in order to heal the lightsaber wound. Did kolto regrow anything but muscle and skin? But this was her own fault. She could only hope she would be free soon. She supposed cybernetics would fix her up, or, if she was lucky, all she'd need was some physical therapy. Honestly, she wasn't sure about much to do with this sort of injury. So she waited, as that was all she could do.
 
Alderaan


Rin nodded and pursed his lips. Now that he was alone he considered his padawan. He still wasn't convinced that he wanted her around; no, he was positive she would be just a nuisance. It was his duty, though, to train her and develop her into a respectable Jedi. Their initial meeting had given him a brief glimpse of what their time together would look like and he wasn't excited about it. He would need a lot of meditation to deal with her, her mind was fragile and she likely wouldn't be able to handle Rin's... honesty in stride. Before he returned to her, he needed to speak to Ravish first. He considered finding a way to ditch the starfighter pilot, but he knew the Council would speak with her and assign her to escort him, a summons that could hardly be refused. Rin let out  a sigh and left for the hangar. 


After a couple of minutes he arrived at the hangar and began wandering around to look for the Jedi pilot. He could have merely used the force to find her in an instant, but sometimes he liked to use his regular senses instead. He was a detective after all- that was one of his roles anyway. It didn't take much sleuthing to ask a mechanic about her and find her. She was speaking with the one called Alashar, someone he knew little to nothing about and cared not to learn more. There was enough on his plate as it was, and lately everyone he met was tangled in something more complicated than he cared to become engaged in. He would wait for her from a distance, after Alashar left he would speak with her. For the moment he scanned the area and examined the different ships that were stationed there.
 
Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Constantin


Ravish nodded as the Shadow quickly made her request. They were reasonable, but she seemed overly excited by this. 'Those who seek out trouble find it, and she looks like she's chomping at the bit for it.' 


With a few taps on the consule a second data disk emerged. "There you go, that has everything you asked for." The pilot turned to her counterpart, holding the disk for her to take. But narrowed her eyes slightly, ears still twitching. "Is everything alright? You seem almost over eager to go after him, like you have a grudge," She paused for a moment looking at Alashar directly. "Or you want to destroy him. If that's the case," The Cathar pushed the disk into her hand. "Give me a call and if I can I'll help." She smiled warmly, though her ears were up and eyes narrowed and head held high, feeling very confident in her skills and statement. 


There was a beeping on the console, indicating a message. Ravish acknowledged it, but would read it once the Shadow departed, as it seemed she would do so quickly, unless her offer was accepted. 


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Hyperspace / Hoth


The Tythian Shadow traveled along the blue-white tunnel of hyperspace, the navicomputer was finishing the calculations for course corrections as they approached the destination. An alarm started blinking accompanied with a quiet chirp, to indicate to the bridge crew they would be exciting hyperspace in a few moments. 


The Gray Jedi Master took a slow deep breath and blinked twice as he came back to reality. Gently pulled from dreams by the computer alerting him to the end of hyperspace travel. With a yawn and stretch he stood from the engineering chair; feeling pretty good actually and walked over to the pilot chair and acknowledged the alarm and took the controls as the blue-white tunnel started to collapse and pinpoints of white streaked into view, along with their final destination. 


Hoth


The ship immediately cloaked as it returned to normal space. To anyone who might have been scanning for incoming vessels, there would've been a brief indication of a ship, but it disappeared. As though it could have been a sensor glitch. Delrick placed ship in a steady orbit and would monitor the system, waiting for Zerek to arrive. 
 
YAG'DHUL


@HK Fifty @folclor


Zerek, knowing that 09 was going to stay very, very irritated until he was given something to kill, really wished he'd landed on a planet with large wildlife so that 09 could get some release. The increase in irritation after being told that he wasn't supposed to shoot the unarmed mechanics did not go unnoticed. 'Seriously, they're just doing their job. When they finish the task I have asked of them, they will get paid. It's like you don't.. oh, right. Low-profile isn't in your databanks is it?' After the systems check was finished, showing everything except the boarding ramp was working as it should, he decided to check up on their guest.


Walking down to the medbay may have left 09 alone on the bridge, but he was fairly sure the droid was unaware of how to use some of his ship's hidden features. Still, he expected Why'nn to be unconcious and floating in kolto for the moment. As he entered the medbay, checking the tank and finding her eyes open, he gave her a quick wave to check and see if she was conscious or not. 'Well... at least she didn't make the tank explode and wreck the medbay. Always good.' He waited to see if she would respond or if she slept with her eyes open.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


Why'nn blinked at him, then waved back.  So she was on Zerek's ship?  She hoped, at least.  If they were on someone else's ship that would be troubling.  She couldn't sense anyone else beyond Zerek and a couple very weak presences.  Her movements were a bit slow and she signaled to him, trying to ask to be let out.  She was tired of being in a tube.  And she hated the idea of being stuck.
 
Alderaan


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Constantin


Alashar was , in actuality , far more nervous than excited - not that she could've described how she was feeling , emotions being anathema to the Jedi ideals she lived by. Still , she was more than ready to depart as soon as she had the data she required , and would've used the force to grab them had it not been impolite to do so. She soon wished she had done just that , for the Pilot's subsequent statement appalled her. In fact , were it not for her shock , she would've interrupted the other Jedi - if she even deserved the title - with a lecture. Instead , her mouth hung agape for a long moment , before she clenched her jaw shut and briefly shook her head (though , this time with the intent of refudiating what she heard than to clear her mind). 


The Shadow's hand seemed only to grip the data disk by pure reflex , for she herself seemed to have little notice of it - her focus was clearly on the lecture she (though she wouldn't acknowledge it , and may well regret later) zealously unleashed. "Jedi don't have emotions , Pilot Ravish! It's the base of the Jedi Code itself , the principles every Jedi live by! I'm not eager about this Dark-Side abomination you seem to be so obsessed with! And in addition to that , true Jedi certainly wouldn't want revenge or have obsessions as you so clearly do! I'm appalled that you represent the Will of the Force - you should be cut off from the Force for behaving in a Dark manner such as this!" 


Feeling tainted by what she saw as the Pilot's Darkness - and wishing to pacify herself before she caused herself to become as dark as the woman before her - Alashar  quickly turned on her heel and marched out of the building in  the direction of her ship. As she made her exit , she passed by Rin , but she failed to notice the Nautolan in her indignant state. He would , however , clearly hear her reciting the Jedi Code - it seemed almost as if she recited the Jedi Code as often as she drew breath. 


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Hoth


HK-50-01 had , by the time the ship pulled out of hyperspace , successfully completed several different forms with his blade. He wasn't sure if he had improved , but he had at least made sure he was still able to perform them. That was , in his estimation , excellent , given that (with the exception of a scant few seconds on Hoth) , he hadn't utilized a Vibroblade for some time. And in many ways it felt good to have been able to practice his swordsmanship - he would be of at least some use in training or combat. Though he hadn't been ordered to , the droid quickly sheathed his blade and strode to the bridge when he felt the ship exit from hyperspace. His customary bow seemed to have more self-confidence than usual , though his voice still carried the cautiously eager tone of a loyal servant willing to please. "Gratitude/Query : Thank you for allowing me to practice my swordsmanship , sir. Now that we have , I presume , arrived at our destination , is there anything you require of me? Or shall I await Miss Why'nn's arrival?"
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek blinked in return, surprised that she was up. He thought she would wake up while they were going to Hoth, not before. Still, given her signaling, she probably wanted out. 'Alright... I really hope the tank fixed it. She's been in there for a while, so it should have worked, right? Why did I leave all the booze with Delrick?' He walked over to the tank's controls and began emptying it, opening the thing up once it was done. "So... are things gonna get crazy again? Because given what happened last time..." He didn't need to finish that thought, seeing as she probably remembered. 
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


As the tank drained Why'nn expected to be able to stand but her legs folded under her and she winced as she hit the bottom of the tank.  Great.  Now she knew she really didn't have use of her legs.  Quickly, she pulled the mask from her face.  What was she to do?  "Even if that bitch took over it's not like she could do anything," the girl murmured.  She grabbed onto the tank and pulled herself up, but her legs still wouldn't respond and, fairly soon, she realized hanging by her arms would just drain her strength that much more quickly, so she lowered herself again.  "Is my dad anywhere close?  I'm assuming we're not on Alderaan anymore..."
 
Alderaan


Rin watched as the angered Alashar stormed by him. He made special care to slide out of her way and even mask his force presence. He had no reason to talk to her and he plainly didn't want to either. Once she was sufficiently away from him, he made his approach to Ravish. He never really looked her over before like he was now. She was clearly a pilot, she had that confident air about her, it was in the way she carried herself. Pilots were known for their unique behaviors, some were vulgar and others were arrogant. It was a product of their careers, he knew. The adrenaline rush of being in a dog fight, he had experienced it himself when he was a young Jedi in training. His Master loved to fly and she always managed to get them into some sort of dangerous situation in space. She was a loose cannon, but also a Jedi. That made him re-examine his entire philosophy on the force, so he gained respect for jedi starfighters because of her. The Peacekeeper wondered if this Ravish would be anything like his previous master, but as it became apparent he was coming to talk to her he stashed the idea for a later time.


As usual Rin nearly radiated business like formality. He met Ravish's eyes and gave a curt bow. "Jedi Ravish, we met before, though I was in a much worse state of mind, I am Rin Chicri. I was waiting to speak with you and I overheard the latter part of your conversation with Alashar. You'll have to forgive her, she's one of the more extreme Jedi in the Order, a light-dark sort of warrior. A bit too zealous at times.. I disagree with her though, about the idea that Jedi shouldn't have emotions. Quite the contrary I should think, being a Jedi isn't about not having emotions, but being in control of them.." He trailed off and realized he was rambling, something he almost never did. "At any rate, I recently spoke with the Council and they said they would assign you to escort me on future missions. I'm not sure about it honestly, my Padawan and I aren't clear on which path to take from here, you may be wasting your time by following us." 


The Nautolan saw her communicator blinking and assumed it was the Council trying to contact her in order to tell her just that, but he wanted to give the message his personal spin. He really wasn't sure he wanted her along on top of the fact he felt it would be a total waste for her to be following them. Smugglers could smell a jedi starfighter from 3 lightyears away, and smuggler dealt with all forms of criminal life in the galaxy. Which meant their presence would be broadcast to every crime slug wherever they went.


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek, seeing that Why'nn had collapsed instead of standing up, instantly began to panic internally as his eyes went wide. 'Oh no oh no oh no please tell me this is something temporary because if not I am a dead man.' Due to his panicking, he didn't catch what Why'nn mumbled, although he did hear what she said about their location. "Well... no, but we are going to meet up with him. If we were still on Alderaan, we'd be very dead right now." Zerek stood awkwardly for a moment, trying to figure out exactly what else he should do. "So, uh... you want me to carry you to the bridge?" He was pretty sure she would at least want a change of location. Either that or he'd get choked. One of the two.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


"Would we now?  Why would that be?"  Why'nn didn't notice Zerek's panic as she tried, once more, to get her legs under her.  "Let's see if I can walk with your help.  It's possible, right?"  Of course she didn't blame him, nor did it enter her mind that he would feel responsible at all.  She was the one who had purposely never added the failsafe to her saber, after all.  A change of scenery did sound nice, and all of the information given told her that she was, in fact, on Zerek's ship.  Did he have a crew she was unaware of?
 
Korriban


@folclor


Dargas punched another sith acolyte in the face, bringing his vibroknife up in a quick slash that sent the acolyte's weapon flying.  He quickly wheeled around and began pummeling another acolyte's stomach, using his weapon to add weight to his blows.  The second acolyte wheeled and fell to the ground, prompting Dargas to move on to the next.


It had taken the instructors a while, but they'd finally found a weapon that Dargas didn't stare blankly at before ignoring.  They still hadn't managed to get the boy to talk, but baby steps were better than nothing.  The boy certainly had promise, especially when fighting in a large melee like the one he was in now.  But they still needed to teach him discipline.  Or beat it into him.




In an adjacent training room, three older acolytes ganged up on a slightly younger Acolyte.  Though they were fighting with the usual aggressiveness of the Sith, they couldn't seem to hit him.  He swung his weapon in a constant defensive arc, preventing any of the, from hitting them as he landed kicks, punches, and counters.


Costa Adag's face was calm as he deflected another blow, putting a nice hole in the robe of one of his assailants.  He had to admit, he'd expected better from the older acolytes, especially when they had the advantage of numbers.  Then again, perhaps the fact that they were still acolytes should've clued him in as to how skilled they were (or in this case weren't).


Kalee


Nah-Iblen stepped out of his shuttle, looking around at the various buildings and inhabitants.  The reptilian natives were usually excellent mercenaries, though not quite as good as Mandolorians.  Nor were they particularly good to eat.  However, this planet was where he'd set up a few side businesses, namely smuggling, prostitution, and some gladiator fights.  He dared not land directly within the town though, since Jedi following him weren't usually good for business.  It was only a day's walk through the nearby jungle until he got there though.  Once he was sure he wasn't being followed, he could kick back, relax, and watch some people fight for his amusement.
 
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YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


"Well, the place had a good deal of Jedi poking around, the law was going to be after me sooner or later, and at best we'd be captured and then interrogated. At worst, you'd be executed under the crime of being Sith, I'd be sent back to the Order and probably killed, and 09 would be disassembled. And we're meeting back up with your dad because if I decided to just kidnap you right now, you would kill me, he'd find out, resurrect me, then kill me again." Zerek answered her second question by moving to help her stand up and help her out as she tried to walk. "Only one way to find out." Internally, he was praying that she could still walk and that her current state was just temporary so he could get her back to Delrick and maybe live, unaware of the construction of her lightsaber and the part it played.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


"What?  Executed?  But I'm not even Sith yet...  I haven't even done my trials in the tombs yet.  There are things that must happen first!  Dad says I've already done enough trials to be a Jedi Knight, but I don't know that I want to be a Jedi."  This was mostly to distract herself from the fact that her legs weren't bearing much weight.  At least she could move her feet slightly.  "Kidnap me?  What would that accomplish.  Nng..."  No, she couldn't bear weight at the moment, but her feet were able to move and she had feeling, so that was good, at least.


Alderaan


Atali finally finished with her self exploration and, flushed and rather embarrassed, hurried to the refresher.  She took a quick shower before she dressed once more and began to wonder what was taking her master so very long.  She didn't want to disobey him, but she was getting bored and he'd promised he'd come back soon.  This was much past soon.
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


"Given the circumstances they'd assume. I mean, on an Imperial agent's ship, doesn't show up in Jedi or Republic records, and with a lightsaber." He had no doubt that if they were still on Alderaan, they'd be caught and killed. Still, Zerek kept most of his effort on keeping Why'nn steady and helping her try and walk, with the keyword being try. "Other than a quick death, not much." The fact that he could see her legs moving and that she could feel them bode well. He'd rather not have to tell Delrick that he was the one responsible for paralyzing his daughter and probably getting hurt by something. He kept supporting her and guiding her towards the bridge.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


"H-Hey, I can tell your nervous... it's no big deal.  If my legs don't work it's j-just as easy for cybernetics to st-step in," Why'nn stammered, a forced smile on her lips.  Fear radiated off of her in waves.  As they got to around the halfway point, she couldn't keep herself up and, had Zerek not been there to help her, she would've hit the ground hard.  Now she had to cling to him to attempt to keep herself from dragging.  Her fear spiked and she might've started crying if she was with someone she trusted more.
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek hear her try to stammer out reassurances with a slight undercurrent of fear and quickly deduced that she was lying. The clearly forced smile didn't help her case either. Still, she was right. 'Of course I'm nervous, I've never had to deal with this kind of thing before. I don't even have the slightest clue to how Delrick's going to react.' However, he felt it necessary to point out the futility of lying to a thief. "Hope you're not playing any sabacc anytime soon." When she could no longer keep herself up, Zerek staggered and quickly regained balance with a wider stance, supporting as much of her weight as he could, clearly sensing her fear now. "Hey, do you want me to carry you the rest of the way?" Even though just picking her up now would make things easier and faster, he would rather ask then just do it and get slapped in the face.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


"Sabacc?  Oh, no, I'm not allowed to play that."  Her tone was serious, but it held with it the sentiment of a child holding onto odd rules.  At his question she shook her head vigorously.  "J-Just set me down.  I can figure out a way there on my own.  I-It's fine."  The fear formed a bit more clearly.  What if she could never move independently?  What if she was stuck like this for the rest of her life?  Of course, that was ridiculous.  She wasn't completely paralyzed, her body was just having some trouble.  Even if she was, there were cybernetic enhancements, cybernetic replacements that could give her legs and her own agency again.  But what if they didn't work?  What if, through some Force corruption or interference from whatever Nah-Iblen did the cybernetics wouldn't connect?  Of course, she wouldn't speak these fears to Zerek.  He'd probably think she was weak, anyway.  Or, rather, weaker than she had been already.
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek heard her stammer out a response and remembered one thing that might be a slightly important detail. She had no idea where the bridge was. 'Why do you keep lying to me? Is it just trust or is there something else?' However, it was still her choice to make and he set her down as she asked. However, he didn't just toss out a remark and leave. Instead, he sat down nearby. "If you're going to try and bluff me, at least put a bit more effort into it." He took a second to figure out how to best approach things. "Seriously, if you need help, I'll help you." 'Doesn't change that this is my fault, but at least I'm taking responsibility for it.' Zerek simply laid down on his back, staring at the ceiling, waiting for Why'nn's response.
 
Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


Once she was able to sit down it became clear she had exhausted her legs, so she used her hands to move them into a folded position. "I'm not bluffing. I could figure out a way on my own!" 'I think...' As he said he could help her, a scowl took up residence in her face. "But I don't want help. I'm not some weakling! Just because my legs don't want to work doesn't mean you can strike me down. I could still beat you with the Force!"
 
YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek sighed in irritation. 'Of course she's going to be stubborn about it. And threaten me. What's with the... oh right, Sith. Strong this, power that, the weak must die, yada yada yada. Nice to know that nothing's easy anymore. Gives me some warning.' He thought about his next words for a moment before responding. "I know you're stronger than I am. You could have killed me several times over. Hell, the only reason I'm still alive is dumb luck. Well... dumb luck and quick thinking." He remembered their previous encounters, knowing that he kept ending up awfully close to lightsabers waving in his direction more times than not. He paused for a moment, trying to think of a clever way to say something. Then he decided to go with the blunt way instead. "Getting help doesn't make you weak. If anything, it means you know your limits and can work around them." With any luck, she'd let him help her instead of being stubborn about it.
 
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