Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

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Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


In truth, Why'nn felt rather small and the emotions she was sensing from him only made her feel smaller. He wasn't intimidated, nor was he impressed. If she could've she would've stood and walked away. But she couldn't, so she didn't. Slowly, she bowed her head. "I don't want to need help," she whispered. However, they were cutting close enough that he could probably hear her. At this point she felt defeated. How many times had he saved her? Too many in her estimation. And here he was being so nonchalant about it, saying that asking for help was okay. The lessons ingrained in her told her that asking for help was weakness. "This is weakness. Ever since I left Korriban I've done nothing but become progressively more pathetic."


Despite herself, tears formed and fell, though she wiped at them. She sniffed a couple times before continuing. "I mean... Look at me. Couldn't handle my master's teachings, had to have Mommy and Daddy come to save me. Fled to a fucking Republic controlled planet where I couldn't even hold my own in a fight. Then you had to save me when Dad was busy. Next thing I know I wake up in a kolto tank and my legs won't work!" Here her frustration billed over and she slammed her fist into her left leg, wincing a bit at the impact. "Maybe for you knowing your limits is a good thing, but I'm supposed to be pushing mine. And with this I might as well cut them off and hope HK-50-01 can craft cybernetic replacements on whatever new hellhole we're going to." Again, she slammed her fist into her leg. It wasn't hard enough to break anything, but it would leave bruises.

 

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YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


From the emotions he could sense, Zerek surmised that he had made things worse. 'I need a drink, she needs a drink, everyone needs a drink! ...Wonder if Delrick actually kept the booze...' Given that the only ambient sounds were those of the ship's engine and a very distant noise of tools, he clearly heard her whispering. "No one does. But sometimes a little help comes in handy." He knew he'd be very dead if 09 wasn't there to knock out that one Sith with the two sabers. And even then, there were other times when having someone to back him up came in real handy in a pinch.


Zerek was about to interrupt when he heard... sniffing? He chanced a glance over at Why'nn to see that she was crying, quickly looking back at the ceiling. 'Oh god, now she's crying. Am I a dead man now? Don't dads pulverize people who upset their daughters or is that just movies? As long as she stops, no one has to know.'  Although, he could understand crying at all the crazy shit that's happened without pause. As she finished surmising the events of recent note, he sat up, slouching, and looked at her as he began to remind her of details. "If your 'master' is who I think he is, then he was a sick fuck who did who knows what to you, to the point where you were willing to trust me as long as I got you away from him. Your parents showed up because they cared." He paused for a moment in thought. 'More than mine ever did.'


"Alderaan was a clusterfuck and you were being attacked with illusions. I wouldn't exactly use that as a metric of fighting skill, especially since I swear I saw that prick-biscuit deflect solid lead! And I'm the reason you even needed to go into the tank in the first place! You'd be able to walk without a problem if I hadn't fucked up!" Zerek instinctively clenched his fists, still pissed at his own fuck up. He took a deep breath or three to calm down and continued. "Look, you can know where your limits are, and push them at the same time. And where we're going is too cold to be a hellhole. Well, cutting your legs off might be difficult since you left your saber in the medbay." Zerek remember putting there and knew she didn't grab it, it was on the other side of the room from the tank. 'Please tell me some of this is getting through to her...'

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@HK Fifty @Constantin @Proletariat


Ravish blinked at the verbal onslaught coming from her fellow Jedi, seemingly out of nowhere. 'You are a zealot.' She thought as she looked at the women before her. In shock, the Cathar listened to the tirade and nodded and shuck her head in turn. When the lecture, because what else could it be, ended and the Miralukan stalked past Ravish turned, almost as an after thought. 


"No emotion does not mean not feeling anything, otherwise we could never grow stronger in the Force or life if we didn't feel the desire to succeed or for approval." The pilot called after the Shadow, letting out a sigh. 


Resting her hands on the console, she was mubbling to herself when someone else entered the briefing room. One of her ears was back and flat against her head, while the other twitched idly, her eyes narrow as her head hung down. A mixture of irritation, frustration and confusion was apparent, even someone without the Force would be able to see that. "How is it a Shadow is calling me obsessed? It's literally they job to hunt down the dark side and end it!"


Hearing that someone address her, the Starfighter pilot snapped her head towards him. Her ears both up, accompanied with her head held high and eyes narrowed and pupils slits as she locked eye contact with the peacekeeper. Again, even a regular being would be able to tell she was still irritated and in an aggressive dominant mindset. Though as the Nautolan spoke she could be seen visibly relaxing a bit, her ears, while still up twitched normally and her eye contact shifted from aggressive to 'looking through' so as to not create a challenge. Though her pupils were still thin slits, they were the only sign of her lingering irritation. 


She nodded as he spoke, glancing at the message title as he did. 'So, that'll be my new orders. Great babysitting now. At least I'll be doing something.' With a tap on the console she acknowledges the message and sent a short reply accepting the orders. "First, It's good to meet you face to face. There is no need to apologize for someone acting in their nature." She smiled a little. "I know I can come off abrasive and aggressive sometimes, so it's no hard feelings." Looking back at the message she tapped a portion of the screen, pointing at a specific phrase. "Well it looks like what you say is true, except I'm not just escorting you. I'm piloting for you, allowing you more time to train and get to know your padawan." She left the screen up on that portion so he could read it for himself. "So looks like I'll be your driver for the duration." She smiled and shrugged, tilting her head back and to the left slightly, her pupils now a more normal oval shape as she was calmer and curious about what lay ahead. 


"So let's get to your ship and get going. My mission here was pretty much at an end anyways."


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Hoth Orbit


The Tythian Shadow traveled around the frozen planet invisibly and unknown to anyone who might be in or monitoring the system. 


Delrick looked at as the droid entered the bridge. "No, not at this time. We're waiting for them to arrive before we land."


He scanned the various readouts from the top of the line sensors, they were unrivalled in the Empire. There was nothing out of the ordinary. 


The Gray Jedi stood and looked to the assassin droid and a thought occurred to him. "Actually, if you ate going to assist in training, I need to know you're up to the task."  Delrick stood and tapped commands into the computer to alert him of any changes and transferred monitoring to the central salon. "We're going to spar, follow me." He walked out of the bridge. "The limitations on this sparring match is to stop just short of serious damage and death." He removed his lightsaber and placed it on the bar. "I offer you the choice of weapons, blasters are excluded." He smiled and waved about the ship. "Mainly because I'd hate to ruin anything T7 has done."

 

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Rin's lekku were on overdrive as he absorbed Ravish's irritation and allowed it to become his own. "Pilot? My ship? This is most uncalled for, I don't need someone to chauffeur me just because I have a Padawan. I've never heard of the likes. The council must be trying to keep an eye on me again. Just because I got a little over zealous one time on Nar Shadaa they think I'm a killing machine.. This is definitely going to make it into my report, which just got 15 pages longer by the way." He was about to say more before he realized how long it had been since he sent Atali back to his ship. He looked to Ravish, quite embarrassed, and nodded.


"Um, perhaps we should get back to the ship. My Padawan and I have pressing business to attend to. And then you and I can discuss the wastefulness of you piloting my ship." 


The Nautolan turned on his heel and moved with conviction toward the garage, where he would hija- commandeer a speeder bike and rush to his ship before his Padawan could burn it down. He cared little if Jedi Ravish kept up or not.

 

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Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


Why'nn blinked, finally looking at him.  "Oh.  That?  No...  I don't think so.  There's never been a safety installed on my saberstaff."  She bowed her head.  "And it doesn't matter if he was a monster, he is my Master, which means that I'm supposed to endure his training no matter what, no matter how much pain it causes me, no matter how bad it gets and I couldn't take it.  Which means I don't deserve to be Sith...  Now I've got this bitch in my head and who knows if I'm ever going to be free of any of it.  Might as well kill me now and get it over with."


Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Atali had been rather bored, but the 'worst' she had done was start to explore her master's ship.  When, finally, she got to the cockpit, she sighed and looked over the controls.  "Now, if I were to fly you, what would I need to do?" she murmured.  She wasn't touching anything yet, just looking as she didn't want to accidentally blast through the hanger, nor would she want to hurt her love.  Avutka's master hadn't returned either, after all.  Maybe she should go over and they could spend some more time together...?

 

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YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek looked at Why'nn with exasperation and confusion in his eyes. His train of thought was that, after realizing that he was responsible, she would maybe be more accepting of help if it was offered like servitude. However, him being wrong seemed to be a theme now. "Alright. First, I'm not going to kill you. I'd rather Delrick at least tolerate me, thank you. Second, I plan on killing Iblen with my own throbbing murder boner if I have to, so he'll be dead. Third, maybe you can think about being neither Jedi or Sith. Lets you make your own philosophy. Finally..." And with that he sat up, moved a little closer to Why'nn, looked her dead in the eyes... and flicked her forehead. "Y'know what doesn't help you solve your problems? If you answered, 'complaining', congratulations. Now how's about I get you to the bridge, we can sit down and think on ways to fix your current problems, hm?" Zerek realized two things. One, if she kept talking about how she was worthless he was going to have an aneurysm, and two, he was probably going to get hurt for this.

 

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Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


Her legs may've been disabled at the moment but her upper body worked well.  Why'nn slapped him across the face, glaring.  "Next time you try and do that I'll shock you.  If you do it again afterward, you'll lose a finger.  If you keep going from there I will amputate all of your limbs."  This was likely more the threat of an upset, rather scared girl than anything else.  "And, sure, make your own fucking philosophy.  They'll eat you alive."  Her eyes were bloodshot and she was still crying.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


The Cathar pilot's ears laid back on her head and narrowed her eyes. "Hey! I didn't ask to be reassigned! And called for or not it's what the council has decided was best for your mission." Making direct eye contact, in her culture this would be a direct challenge, but with most other sentient races it was not. "You've never heard of pilots being assigned to ships, or Jedi being partnered? How long have you been I the outer rim?" Her tone, while slightly aggressive, was not overtly combative. She was not trying to establish dominance or fight the peacekeeper. 


It was when he seemed to realize what was going on, and his tone shifted along with the topic, did she sigh and stand straight. Her arms folded over her chest, her posture was relaxed and slouched, though her ears were still slightly back, still feeling a bit irritated from Alashar and Rin, but trying to go with the flow. "Ok, we'll meet at your ship, I've got to tie up loose ends here first." She kept the next part to herself. 'And we will continue this talk.' She watched as the Nautolan left the briefing room, taking a moment of quiet to center herself, which she was not the best at. One of the many things her instructors at the temple and her master had addressed on many occasions. When she was ready she went out to tell her squadron she'd been reassigned and to formally turn the command of the Devil Squadron over to Dueces. 


With that complete she went to where her personal Aurek-class tactical strikefighter. Her crew chief, former crew chief, had the lines disconnected and was standing by with her helmet. "Thanks chief." Taking her helmet and they began the preflight walk. "You've done a great job keeping her in order chief." 


"Sir, it's my job to keep all these birds healthy." The crew chief patted the ventral paneling lovingly. "But if you come back here needing her fixed...." A stern gaze fixed on the Jedi pilot, intimating that there would be hell to pay. 


Holding her hands up, as if to defend herself and surrender, the Cathar stood next to the ladder. "Alright! Alright! Ease up chief! I'll take care of her!" With a mischievous grin she looked over her shoulder. "Don't let Dueces get to big for his seat." Clapping the chief on the shoulder Ravish climbed into her cockpit and began start up. 


"Don't worry sir, he knows who's really in charge." With that the chief have a crisp salute and went back to manage her cadre of pilots and techs. 


Ravish smiled as she eased the Starfighter out of the hanger and towards the docking bay the peacekeeper had his ship. He would get there first, but not by much. 


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YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek, having been slapped before within the last 48 hours, turned back to face Why'nn with a raised eyebrow. If they had been standing, he would have used the slap to turn around just to annoy her. "OK, ow... that stung." He rubbed his cheek to emphasize his point. "And you don't need to threaten me. Have I done anything to threaten you today? Anything at all? Because I'm drawing a blank." At the suggestion the Sith would 'eat him alive' as she put it for his philosophy, he simply shrugged. "And that's why I didn't join them and just stuck it out on my own. Well... that and the torture. Eugh." He did notice she was still crying and, if he knew her for more than like, a day, he might have offered a hug. However, it seemed inappropriate to him and would have likely invited her to slap him again.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


HK-50-01 was mere seconds away from asking if he was dismissed when the Gray Jedi requested to spar with him. He was , naturally , more than eager to accept the request. After all , not only would it allow him to showcase his usefulness , but it would also be something better to do while he waited for Why'nn to arrive than trying to speak to the Astromech droid. The droid couldn't prevent quirking his head to the side when it was somehow necessary to state that he wasn't to greviously injure his sparring partner. He didn't intend to meaningfully harm any of them , least of all his Mistress or her father - what of loyal droid would he be if he injured the few people who cared for him? 


After Oh-One was offered the choice of weaponry , he shook his head and gestured to the large Vibroblade sheathed at his hip. "Informational : I'll utilize my Vibroblade , if that's satisfactory to you , sir. I'll make sure to avoid harming you , and I also won't utilize any form of blaster or projectile weapon. You may take the first move , Sir." In a second the silver Vibroblade was drawn and ah the ready , held directly in front of the droid's features as he quickly and formally bowed. It was clear he fully intended to treat this as a formalized duel , as he would likely treat all the sparring matches he was to undertake in the future. 


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Alderaan


Alashar heard the pilot call after her , but refrained from acknowledging it. If the Cathar wanted to continue to corrupt herself and those around her , no amount of truth anyone could give her would convince her otherwise. So instead the Shadow worked on calming herself , reciting the Jedi Code and breathing in deeply. She decided to walk instead of taking a speeder or other such vehicle , so she's have more time to regain her composure before she spoke to the Council. It'd make her a rather poor Jedi Shadow if she spoke to them still lingeringly irritated. 

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


Rin weaved through the spaceport like a bee darting through flowers in a field. Startled civilians and pilots cursed angrily at him as his wind trail caused hats, clothing, and loose objects went flying. His lekku flailed and tried to drag his head backwards, but he was on an important mission: to stop his Padawan from fucking up in his absence. Rin knew there was a significant amount of trust lacking between them, trust that could only be built through experience and reliance on one another. The difficulty there was that he didn't really want her around. It wasn't his choice anymore though, she was his apprentice and he would raise her as best he could, that was the only option. As he neared the ship he could feel her presence in the Force. She didn't leave, that was a good sign at least. He whipped the bike sideways for a rapid halt. Wasting no time, he dismounted and approached the entrance ramp, which promptly extended upon noticing his arrival. Of course, this was only because of a piece of tech he carried that notified the ship whenever he got into range, but to the onlooker it would appear that the ship simply knew he was there. He stared at the extending ramp for only a moment before continuing onward.


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Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


Sullen, she crossed her arms and looked away.  It was clear she felt vulnerable and wasn't entirely certain what to do about it.  "You flicked me.  On Korriban Mother would've punished you for that if I didn't beat you first."  The thought of her mother only made it worse and she pulled her knees to her chest,wrapped her arms around them and hid her face, beginning to sob.  Why'nn thought she was beyond this.  She'd grieved for her mother already, so why was she crying again?  In truth, she just wanted to be home, train like she used to, bicker with Connor, enjoy one on one training with her mother even if she wasn't an apprentice.  Her whole life had been turned upside down.  "I w-w-w-wish Dad h-had died instead," she stammered, her voice muffled.  "I-I wish M-Mother was still h-h-here.  Just want th-things to be like they used to!"  How utterly undignified, but she couldn't help it.


Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Atali, tired of looking at the controls, began to touch them.  She didn't flick any switches or press any buttons, just lightly touched to get an idea for how they felt.  Maybe, one day, she would be allowed to fly the ship!  The thought excited her.  She let herself be distracted by that fantasy until she heard the ramp lowering.  Oh no.  Master Chicri was back.  If he found her in here she'd be in so much trouble!  More trouble than she was already in!  Panicked, she turned to sprint out of the room but her sleeve got caught.  Without seeing what it was caught on she tugged on the fabric.  Unfortunately, that flipped a switch.  Suddenly, the ship tried putting its landing gear away, causing a terrible screeching noise in the hanger.


"Uh! Uh! Uh!"  Atali scrambled, trying to figure out what she'd done.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth Orbit (cloaked)


@HK Fifty


Delrick nodded at the choice of weapon and concession of not using ranged weapons. "Well chosen, and I will forgo the use my saber and the use of the Force." With that statement the Gray Jedi called a vibrosword to his hand, and with a flourish salute stepped forward and held his body perpendicular to the assassin droid, so he presented a small cross section. Holding the blade in a one handed group, tip towards his opponent, his left hand held behind his back. "As you wish."


Derrick took a quick shuffle step forward and dropped the sword to his right in an arc aimed at the droids left knee joint. If it was blocked as he anticipated it would be, his body rotated to his right, shifting the weight off his back foot onto his front foot. The Gray Jedi's rear foot came  around in a low sweeping kick designed to take an opponents knee, or lower weight bearing appendage, out from under them.


In a static pose this would leave him quite off balance, but he was prepared to shift his weight and balance himself out, or dodge away from a counter-attack. 


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Alderaan


The Cathar pilot flew her sleek Starfighter with the variable wings in the closed position for such a short flight. Finding what landing pad the peacekeeper wad docked at took no time at all.


As she was accustomed to doing before landing she circled the pad once, noting a speeder bike parked very near the ship. Which was not what she expected to see. "An XS Freighter? Really?" She shook her head then did a double take as she saw the ship shudder and lurch as it started trying to retract its landing struts while they supported its weight. "Oh that's not good." Externally she was cringing, her tone showed internally part of her was laughing. She was assuming that our was the padawan's doing. But wasn't going to land until either the ship was stable on its legs or flat on its belly. 


"Peacekeeper, you need a hand down there?" She called over the open frequency comm used by port authority to talk with inbound and outbound ships. 


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Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


"Oh no... Ohhhh no!"  Atali was busy panicking when the comm began talking to her.  Well, sounded like it was a call for her master but a quick look over her shoulder confirmed he was not there so she answered.  "Um.  Hi.  My master's not here right now, but I did a thing and now stuff is happening.  How do I fix it?"  Probably not the most descriptive words for the problem, but she couldn't get her emotions under control and she hoped she could fix this before her master stormed in.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth Orbit


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


HK-50-01 cocked his head slightly as the Gray Jedi forwent the use of his Lightsaber or Force Abilities , but he did seem happy to see the formality he tried to introduce carried on. Nevertheless , he kept alert and at the ready for the first strike. When the Vibroblade struck for his left knee , he quickly blocked the strike and prepared for an overhead strike - by his calculations , the most likely counterattack. Luckily , he did manage to see the low kick in time to quickly jump into the air long enough to avoid being toppled. In return he made a thrust for the man's midsection with his own blade , and sending his clenched left hand directly for where he calculated the man's face would be. Even if it did manage to connect , however , he would stop a hair short of actually punching him - and , if Delrick looked , he was using the flat edge of the thrumming Vibrosword. The droid had said he wished to leave his opponent unharmed , and he'd keep his word , even if it did have the result of limiting his offensive abilities. 

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


Rin felt the ship give out under his feet just as he made it up the ramp, which closed with emergency speed behind him. He nearly dove through the docking hatch and bolted like a hunting predator into the circular hall that made up the majority of the ship. Dashing around to the cockpit entrance, he spotted Atali at the control panel, which filled him with immediate dread. He realized the moment the ship lurched what had happened, the landing gears had given way beneath it. He extended his hand and the landing switch flipped back into its resting position. He was moving so fast that he basically slid on his feet for the next few yards up to the pilot's seat. Atali's master was not giving her a pleased look. He leaned forward, switched off the comm unit, and continued to glare at his Padawan. "Is there a particular reason that you are in the cockpit, disabling the landing gear?" 


The ship lifted itself back off of the ground without grace, there were now large scrape marks beneath it where there was once untouched paint. Somehow Rin expected to come back to this, but he wanted to be pleasantly surprised.

 

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Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Atali fell to her knees as she felt the ship right itself.  She was panting, scared, and uncertain.  "I-I-I didn't mean to!  I was exploring and my sleeve got caught and I didn't know what it got caught on and then the ship started dying and..."  She groaned.  "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean to."  She bowed her head, not getting to her feet.  "I was meditating earlier and then I thought that I should get to know the ship if I was gonna be coming with you more often now so I was acquainting myself with everything and then there was the cockpit and I thought I would look and not touch so I wasn't touching anything, but I heard you coming in and I thought that you wouldn't like it if I was in here and I tried to leave so you wouldn't be angry at me but then my sleeve got caught and then..."  She gestured to the ship at large.

 

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Alderaan


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


The Nautolan stood over her with his hands on his hips. "Enough of this, get onto your feet. You don't need to grovel with me Atali, just don't touch anything in the cockpit." He was quite obviously irritated, by his tone, but he wasn't angry. "Though I shudder to think what might have happened if I had been any longer. Are you sure I can trust you with this interrogation?" He wasn't trying to embarrass her or belittle her, it was an honest question. It was going to take serious patience and persistence to get the droid to reveal anything of worth, he most definitely wouldn't give anything voluntary. She would have to play on its pride, get it to monologue, make it feel like it has something to prove to her, it was not child's play.

 

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YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek rolled his eyes at her saying that he would have been beaten or punished for flicking her. While he didn't doubt that she would have indented him in the wall normally, he wasn't really sure why her mom would have done anything to him. Before he had a chance to get snarky, he heard her sobbing which only served to confuse him. 'What did I say this time?! Just my luck with women. I wouldn't be surprised if she ran me through at this point.'  He really hoped 09 wasn't recording this to have a laugh at his ineptitude again.


As she kept crying, some of his confusion was lifted as he deduced that her mom had died, and recently since he saw her the other day going off after a tin can. Being an orphan that never knew his parents, he never really felt anything but hate towards them. He remembered running around in a rage because his parents didn't even leave anything to track them by and never visited to check up on him. At this point, he hoped they were dead so he wouldn't kill them himself.


He wanted to try and help or comfort Why'nn, but didn't really know the best way to go about it. He stood for several seconds in thought, trying to figure out the best way to handle this. Finding a hopefully-semi-decent solution, he kept his voice in as calm a tone as he could maintain, trying to keep it even. "Look, I don't know how this feels for you. Closest I've felt is going to the Jedi, and they made that sound like a luxury retreat. But you can make it though this, you're strong enough to. Hell, if I touched you right now you'd probably throw me into the wall, which is why I'm not going to risk it."


Zerek was about to continue when three loud bangs reverberated through the halls. 'The mechanics must be done.' Zerek stood up, ready to talk to the mechanics and pay them for services rendered. Still, leaving Why'nn in this state would be kind of a dick move. "You can make it through this." He really hoped his words helped Why'nn to calm down, at least a little. "I'll be back in a few minutes. I just need to pay the mechanics, then we'll be off to meet your dad." And with that, Zerek began walking towards the boarding ramp.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @Proletariat


Ravish surprised to hear a young girls voice blinked a few times before replying. "Ok, so I need..." Then the comm line went dead. Had she not been wearing her helmet her ears would have twitched slightly along with head tiling to the side a bit, showing her confusion. "That was rude." 


The pilot brought her Starfighter down a few meters away from the freighter, just in case anything else should happen. She approached the area where the main entry ramp should be and called out. "Peacekeeper, I'm requesting permission board." Fairly certain the ship would have visual and auditory sensors for just such an occasion. While she waited, her hands rested on her hips as she looked up at the ramp in its sealed position. 'Wonder what he's gonna do to his padawan for almost damaging his ship?'


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Hoth Orbit (Cloaked)


@HK Fifty


As the droid leapt over his kick, the Gray Jedi let his momentum carry him around, staying low. He felt the air from the punch rush past, just above his backas he came around keeping his blade low and then arching upwards to come in under the thrust of his opponents sword; aiming to connect with wrist joint, but with only enough force to knock the arm up slightly, not nearly enough to cut. 


At the same moment the blade was arching up, Delrick's left hand was shooting forward to attempt an open palm strike to 01's chest plate. This strike, if successful, would have enough force behind it knock the droid back a few steps. 


This combination had his right arm extended crossed over his left, both straight out. His feet were just about shoulder width apart and knees bent slightly, leaving him just a bit shorter then the droid. But extremely close. 

 

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Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


She stood slowly.  "Sorry, Master."  His next question stunned her and she looked up, eyes wide.  "Wh-What?  Yes!  Of course you can!"  After a moment her eyes harrowed slightly and she puffed out her cheeks a little, betraying her frustration.  "You said you were doing something with Master Itak, then you'd be back.  You took a while.  I saw Master Itak's ship leave already.  And shouldn't you at least be happy I wasn't over there talking to Avutka?  The only thing I did wrong was get startled!"


Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


What?  He was actually being... nice to her.  Even after she'd slapped him, threatened him, and told him what would've happened to him on Korriban.  "W-Why?"  She wanted to ask him, but then he got up, beginning to leave.  "Wait!" she called.  Then, softer, "Please don't go..."  It was almost a whimper.  What was it about these past days that had taken her from the strong, confident Sith acolyte to this pile of unchecked emotion on the floor?

 

[Proletariat]

Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


She stood slowly.  "Sorry, Master."  His next question stunned her and she looked up, eyes wide.  "Wh-What?  Yes!  Of course you can!"  After a moment her eyes harrowed slightly and she puffed out her cheeks a little, betraying her frustration.  "You said you were doing something with Master Itak, then you'd be back.  You took a while.  I saw Master Itak's ship leave already.  And shouldn't you at least be happy I wasn't over there talking to Avutka?  The only thing I did wrong was get startled!"


Yag'Dhul


@shadowstrikr25 @HK Fifty


What?  He was actually being... nice to her.  Even after she'd slapped him, threatened him, and told him what would've happened to him on Korriban.  "W-Why?"  She wanted to ask him, but then he got up, beginning to leave.  "Wait!" she called.  Then, softer, "Please don't go..."  It was almost a whimper.  What was it about these past days that had taken her from the strong, confident Sith acolyte to this pile of unchecked emotion on the floor?

Alderaan


Rin gave her a blank stare, "I refuse to be happy about you doing something I expect you to do. That should be a natural occurrence, not a special occasion."


"I was conducting very important business with Master Italy. Even if it took three hours I should not come back to find you in the cockpit messing with the controls, you were startled because you knew you were doing something wrong and I was about to discover you." 


Rin glared at her for a while longer before spotting Ravish on the dashboard video feed. He let out a tired sigh and leaned over the console to open the hatch and send out the entrance ramp. 


"There is a Jedi pilot at the entrance named Ravish, go greet her and then come back to me so that we may discuss the details of your mission." His tone was indifferent and it seemed he was rather tired of the whole situation. Alderaan was wearing him down and he hadn't slept in a long time.

 

[folclor]

Alderaan


@Proletariat @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Atali glared at him, then stood and left, her arms crossed as she walked to the entry ramp.  The whole time she muttered, "Sure, sure, just park me somewhere and leave me.  Already know you hate me for some ridiculous reason.  Seriously, what did I ever do to you?  Not like I left you on Tython for the last two years with absolutely nothing to do.  No, all I want to do is learn and you just hate me."  By this time she reached the ramp.  Taking a deep breath, she tried (and failed) to make herself seem less annoyed before she opened up and froze.  A Cathar?  And, by the look of her clothes, a pilot?!  Atali's frustration became excitement.  Oh, right, Master Chicri had told her as much (not like she was listening).


"Are you Ravish?  Are you coming with us?!  Finally!  Oh my gosh, you look so cool!"  She beamed, nearly skipping down the ramp.  "Come on!  Master Chicri's in the cockpit so I don't know if you're coming back there, but..."  She sighted the fighter and her eyes grew wide.  "I-Is that a real...?"  In all her stammering she couldn't get the words out.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

YAG'DHUL


@folclor @HK Fifty


Zerek stopped when he heard her call out, hearing her practically whisper not to go. Though she may have slapped him and threatened him, it's not like he didn't deal with that from 09 daily anyways. He walked back over and leaned down to her eye level. Once again, he tried to keep his voice as calm and even as possible. "Don't worry, I'm not going to leave you. I'll just be outside for a few minutes. Promise." While he didn't hear her ask why, he did feel some confusion from her. Confusion he chalked up to him not taking every opportunity to put her down. He waited for a moment to see if she had anything else to say. If she did, he would listen, respond if necessary, then walk towards the boarding ramp. If not, he would just walk towards the boarding ramp and pay the mechanics.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Alderaan


@folclor @Proletariat


Ravish was rocking back and forth from the balls of her feet to the heels while she waited for some sort of acknowledgment of her presence when the ramp lowered. Nodding once it was fully down, she took a step towards the ship when she was greeted by a young girl, and judging by the voice the same one who had asked for help over the comm. "Yes I am Jedi Knight Ravish Talar, and you must be Master Chicri's padawan."


Looking over at her Starfighter she nodded, smiling and almost laughing at the exuberance from the padawan. "Yes it's real. And it will be coming with us." 'No wonder Rin was in a dour mood, you are quite the opposite from what I've seen of him.' Smiling at the girls enthusiasm, she leaned in and beckoned her close. "Just remember, little one, when speaking to other Jedi it is appropriate for you, as a padawan, to address them as either Master or Jedi Knight." She added a small wink and a whisper. "But I won't tell if you don't."


She waved towards the ramp and the interior of the ship. "Shall we?"