Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty folclor

Having finished prepping the medbay, including a syringe of sedative should it be needed, Zerek quietly opened the medbay doors and was treated to the beginings of what was sure to be a heated discussion on philosophies of opposing religious orders. 'Just once I want to listen in on the argument of best sex position. More interesting, that's for sure.' As they were a tad focused on talking, the practiced theif silently crept up to the bar, relieving a bottle of whiskey from its prison and proceeded to lean against the wall. He listened for a bit longer, something about parenting, nothing he particularly cared for, and popped the cap of the bottle to announce his presence in the room. Well, a pop and some snark. "Pfft. Father of the year right here." With a pseudo-drunken gesture in Delrick's general direction, Zerek proceeded to take the first drink of what he hoped would be many in the coming hours, swallowing the alcohol with a contented sigh.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
Grim Wraithe Stjerna shadowstrikr25 HK Fifty

Why'nn swiveled to look at Zerek, as she hadn't noticed him entering. For a moment she blinked at him. 'Father of the year...?' Her gaze drifted back to her father as she replayed the conversation in her mind. A giggle rose from her throat and she covered her mouth before it could reach full volume. Instead, she lifted a bottle of alcohol, removed the top, and poured herself a glass, leaving the bottle on the bar. This would be her first time drinking and nervous anxiousness rose in her chest as she brought the glass to her lips. As the liquid filled her mouth she felt a strong urge to spit it back out but managed to swallow instead. The drink burned down her throat and she winced. "Ah!" she squeaked, her voice a bit hoarse. "Is this an acquired taste?"

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Zerek laughed in surprise as he saw Why'nn break down into a minor fit of the giggles. "See? Someone gets it." As he finished speaking, a cocky smirk wormed its way onto his face. Though he may have been surprised that Why'nn still had the capacity to feel joy, that didn't stop him from answering the question at hand. "Yeah, but the more you drink, the more you get used to it." A statement he punctuated by taking another swig straight from the bottle.

HYPERSPACE
TommyGun15 sheesh

As Ceth laid immobile for the time being, hearing the two acolytes chatter amongst themselves, he took the time to try and recall what he knew of them. Costa was rated as a three with a fairly defensive style that some had managed to break through. Eek was more of a mystery, as Ceth had hardly seen him around. How either of them got a lightsaber was a question he neither cared about, nor wanted answered. He just laid there in silence, waiting for his wounds to heal enough so he could fight.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Why'nn took another drink, trying to swallow before she could taste it. Before long she drained her glass. "Why aren't you drinking from a glass?" Already, there was a bit of a slur to her words. Refusing food would not bode well for her alcohol tolerance and paired with her small stature and weight, she likely didn't have many more glasses to go before she was well and truly drunk. Still, she grabbed the bottle again and poured herself another drink. "And come over here to sit with us. What are you afraid of?"

Hyperspace

Kaen found her way to her apprentice's side, a smile playing on her lips as she took a seat beside his bed. "You're healing faster than usual," she purred. "It won't be long now. Though... if I find you've somehow gotten into the kolto I'll just have to break both your legs and have you start over."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Zerek laughed a little at Why'nn's question about his lack of a glass, having taken a few more swigs in the interim. "Why? Because I want to. And it helps me keep track of how much I drank." What he failed to add on, or rather forgot about, was that it also stopped people from poisoning his drink when his back was turned. With her second question, he sat down with them and proceeded to talk with a very slight slur. "What am I afraid of? Lots of things. Death, losing all my ill-gotten gains, getting caught in a sting operation, getting ambushed, getting shot from behind, going back to the Jedi, being forced into the Sith, and tauntauns. Freaky little bastards." The thief reclined in his seat as he took still more swigs of whiskey. The bottle looked half-drained at this point, notifying all who cared of his one-way ticket to drunktown.

HYPERSPACE

Ceth didn't really react to his master showing up to talk. At least she wasn't stroking his hair yet. At the idea that he had free agency in getting kolto, he rolled his eyes. "Because you obviously started keeping it around." Still, he wasn't lying. For all he knew, she didn't keep kolto around that he could get into. Either way, if she decided to break his legs, he'd repay her in hits landed whenever he was ready to challenge her.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
folclor shadowstrikr25 HK Fifty

Delrick listened to the legitimate points being made for her argument, as well as the questions. Normally he would have engaged in this discussion, but with the renegade on board he was not to keen to do that.

Although when Zerek snuck in he was grateful for the break in the tension. With a smile and a nod at the comment to his parenting skills, he reached for a glass and followed suit with them. Placing a few ice cubes in the glass before filling it with Corellian Whiskey.

He sipped the drink, listening to the banter and the rapidly slurring speech of his daughter. 'She needs to eat more and she needs to learn to use the Force to cleanse the alcohol from her.' As he felt the welcomed warmth spread through his chest.

The Grey Jedi nodded and smiled at the seemingly friendly interaction between the two of them. 'This is good.' He chuckled at the mention of Tauntauns. "They're not that bad, just because they're a furry reptilian-mammals that lives on frozen wastes." He grinned and wrinkled his nose. "They do smell though."
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Hyperspace
Wintermute

Chuka nodded slowly, looking to the co-pilot at the docking arm. "You'll have less then ten seconds to get across and inside. Maybe 15."

The co-pilot gave a thumbs up and nodded. "Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur." (Today is a good day for someone else to die)

Chuka smiled beneath his helmet. "Errin we're in position, hold steady while we connect. You need to get your hatch open as soon as we connect. We're only getting one shot at this."

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Why'nn pursed her lips. "How can an animal be reptile and mammal at the same time?" She stared at the drink for a while. "And why not be scared of something larger, more terrifying? Krayt dragons or something? I've never seen a tauntaun, but they don't sound scary. Mother used to let me go out in the jungles on Kaas to fight vine cats and gundarks and the like... Wouldn't you find those more terrifying? Though I guess vine cats are reptomammals as well. I don't understand."

She grimaced and put a hand to her head. While she didn't say anything, she could feel her other personality trying to keep her from drinking. Why was a dark side infused personality against drinking? Oh. Right. Child. In response she downed the rest of her drink and began pouring herself another.

Hyperspace

Kaen smiled at his sarcasm. "Perhaps your body is finally learning. You know, if you bothered to learn how to heal yourself you wouldn't be here that long. I'm only doing this to make you stronger, you know..."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

"Have you seen their eyes? They have no souls. That and I heard one guy got gored by one out of nowhere." After his breif interlude, he took yet another swig of whiskey, very much aiming to get drunk. With Why'nn's statement on what he should be scared of, he felt the need to respond. "Yeah, but when am I actually going to encounter a Krayt Dragon. I'm not exactly heading off to Tatooine anytime soon. At least, I'm not aiming to. With how things're going anything's possible." He yet again punctuated his reply with a prolonged swig, making another satisfied sigh as he felt the alcohol work its way though his system.

HYPERSPACE

Ceth rolled his eyes and groaned. He found the skill less of a useful addition to his repertoire and more of an excuse to take hits. Still, his master wasn't obsesivly stroking his hair for once. He decided to bask in the short lived reprieve from the usual affair.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

"Tatooine seems hot. I don't like hot." She wrinkled her nose. "'Cept Korriban... I actually liked it there." This brought her mood down a little and she began drinking once more. "Even if people are idiots, at least it was a nice place. But, no, I've never seen a tauntaun." Her glass clunked down onto the bar and she laid her head down beside it, staring at the liquid. "People are idiots," she murmured. Her mood wasn't improving.

Hyperspace

"What's wrong?" she asked, finally coming around to his side and beginning to pet him. "You don't want to get stronger? It would be better for you, you know. You want to challenge me one day, don't you? Imagine, taking a hit that shatters your shoulder only to come back seconds later with the bones already healing in place!" She giggled, as if she knew full well that wasn't plausible.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna shadowstrikr25

HK-50-01 had stayed silent during the conversation , though at various points his metallic frame started to shake. Whether warranted or not , he felt as if he were at fault for many of the issues the two were discussing. And so , while he had several insights into the issues , he didn't feel neither worthy nor brave enough to state his opinions , despite his Mistress' love or her father's favorable opinion. He simply stayed silent , his left arm loosely wrapped around the small girl. Thankfully the tension that pervaded the room was finally eased by the Thief - though the Class-Four Droid didn't understand just what was humorous about his statement. Despite that minor confusion he gradually grew more at ease , or at least as 'at ease' as he ever truly felt. Still , he didn't have enough knowledge of organic biology to comment on Tauntauns , and he wasn't inclined to talk about fears.

Just as the ebony Droid was about to express his opinions on Tatooine , he noticed his beloved Mistress become more withdrawn. Keeping his arm around her , he laid his head down on the bar , looking through the glass at her with his golden-hued photoreceptors. Encircling them was a thin rim of lilac. "Hopeful Reassurance : P-please don't be saddened about Korriban , Mist- Miss Why'nn. I'm c-certain we shall be able to return there one day." His words , expressed in his own language of Rakatani , were kept very quiet - only Why'nn herself would be able to hear them. She would also feel him shudder slightly as he thought of returning to Korriban. Yet despite that , and despite his stuttering , there was an unmistakable sense of conviction within his synthesized tone. Skittish though he may be , when it came to his beloved Why'nn the mechanical servant still held hope , and he would do anything he could for her should she wish it.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
HK Fifty folclor shadowstrikr25

Delrick smiled and sipped his drink, letting the warmth spread through him, as well as the barest of a hint of the numbness of body and connection to the Force that alcohol induced. He listened to the pair chat and discuss the merits of animal species and planets. He raised an eyebrow at the droids attempt at reassurance. 'Perhaps one day when she is better trained, but not any time soon.' With that thought he finished off his glass and poured another of the smooth amber liquor.

He reached out and placed a gentle hand on Why'nn's hand, grasping it gently. "People are idiots." He smiled and she would feel a slight warm tingle pass through her hand, though it would be hard to tell if it was because of the alcohol or something else. "But you could see a tauntaun while we are here, they seem to thrive here."

In reality Delrick was using the Force to heal his daughters back and legs. After a few minutes, whether she noticed or not, she would be fully able to walk again with no hints or symptoms of her injury.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
Grim Wraithe Stjerna shadowstrikr25 HK Fifty

"You don't like, Korriban, and why are you calling me 'Miss?'" Her nose wrinkled. "I've never been a Miss before. Don't like it." While she initially cringed at her father's touch, she didn't pull away. Instead, she let the warmth pass through her, emitting a low hum at it as her eyes closed.

"Tauntaun, but no rancor. I always wanted to see a terentatek. Maybe own one. They look so adorable," she murmured.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Zerek chuckled as she noted the obvious about Tatooine. "That it is. One of those places I don't much like. Mostly because of the slaves." With that he took another large swing, draining a bit more liquor. At the claims that people are idiots, Zerek laughed in the most un-subtle manner possible. "That they are! All the better for lining my pockets with more ill-gotten gains. Though I don't think I've ever seen a teranta-whatever-the-fuck. Sounds spiky." At this point it didn't take a genius to figure out that maybe he was a bit drunk by this point.

HYPERSPACE

Ceth suppressed a groan as Kaen once again decided to start petting him. "I'll get stronger by learning how to fight everything in the galaxy. If my shoulder is usable again in seconds then it was simply dislocated." He knew that as the only way to get more power, being stronger than whatever was in your way.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna shadowstrikr25

HK-50-01's ebony frame began to shake rather terribly as his Mistress responded to his reassurance. He didn't retract from the embrace , but his tentative grasp loosened to the extent where it felt - and looked - as if he were only laying his arm across her. Submissively he averted his gaze , his shining amethyst photoreceptors looking towards the bar's surface. "Apologetics : I-I-I'm deeply s-sorry I dis-displeased you , Mistre- F-Friend Why'nn. I-I sh-shouldn't have sa-said anything. I-I-I swear I won't s-speak out of turn again." While his metallic voice was in the same frightened tone it often was , someone who knew the Class-Four Droid well enough could easily tell the fear pervading wasn't due to a potential punishment , but instead felt as if he had failed her.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
HK Fifty shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Why'nn giggled at Zerek's words, but frowned at HK-50-01's stuttering. "What the hell? I said you don't like Korriban! It's true! People are mean to you there! Why would I go somewhere people are mean to you after I've finally gotten you away? Even if I want to go back, why would you go back?" She grumbled a moment. "Speak out of turn. Come on. When have I ever cared about if you speak 'out of turn?' I haven't and I don't!" She stumbled out of the embrace and off of the stool. But she didn't fall. Her legs held her.

She gasped. "Alcohol is magic!" she hissed.

Hyperspace

"Oh, that is such a strange idea. But in a way, I suppose. What? You don't like me petting you? Stop me, then." She grinned.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
HK Fifty folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

As much as Zerek wanted to tell 01 that it'd be alright, Why'nn seemed to have that particular topic covered. Still, he was enjoying the non-hostile company while drinking copious amounts of whiskey. As she decided to get out of the embrace of the droid, Zerek thought nothing of it until he rather dully remembered something. 'Ain't she paralll.... not walkin' so good now?' Once the thought finally crossed his mind, he stumbled off the barstool, trying to catch her.

However, once she caught herself he stopped, standing shakily. He looked at the now mostly drained bottle, then back to the scene before him. Once more, he turned his gaze towards the bottle. 'Did it just wink at me?' The words that followed Why'nn's declaration were nothing short of enlightening. "Holy shit it is! WOO!" With that, he proceeded to finish off his current bottle, beginning to reach for a second. 'I drink a lot... I must be immortal! That's so cool!' At this point it was clear that drunktown had gained a new resident.

HYPERSPACE

Ceth didn't respond, having been conditioned to accept what his master was doing at this point. The last time he tried to get her to stop, she broke his elbow for it.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth
folclor shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna

As his beloved Mistress addressed him , HK-50-01 was immediately struck with realization. It was a realization he knew truly shouldn't have been a realization , but for the fact that he had been well and thoroughly conditioned to think otherwise. Why'nn still desired to protect him , still loved him , in spite all the terrible things that she had undergone - in spite of the fact that she owned him. All the droid's fear melted away at her words , leaving only one remorse - the fact that she didn't seem to understand how much he desired to stay directly by her side.

Just as the Class-Four Droid's vocabulator began to synthesize a statement to this effect , his thoughts were entirely wiped away by two rather shocking developments. The first being that she was very drunk , the sort of drunkenness he had only seen in beleaguered Sith Troopers. The second -and far more important - one being that she had regained the ability to walk. For a few moments he sat on his stool entirely still , the only sign he was active was his photoreceptors shifting from amethyst to a light shade of green thinly rimmed with lilac.

Abruptly his processing seemed to complete all at once , producing a display that , while entirely opposite to his previous stammering and shaking , was still no-less typical of him. In an instant the mechanical servant (who's photoreceptors now blazed a bright emerald) nearly leapt from his stool as he dashed over to Why'nn , instantly wrapping both his arms around her and scarcely resisting the urge to pick her up and twirl her around in sheer , unadulterated glee. It was highly likely that had Zerek or Delrick been within reach he'd have embraced them as well. "Joyous exclamation : Why'nn! You can walk again , you can walk again , oh this is so wonderful this is this is so wonderful this is.. this is one of the best moments of my entire life , this so so wonderful I love you so much I love you I love you!"

 

[sheesh]

Hyperspace

Eek nodded in agreement with Costa's statement. Power wasn't something that you could just ask for and hope to receive. At least, in most scenarios. You take it. To further narrate his agreement, he added, "Very true." Eek wasn't much of a conversationalist, but there wasn't much to do. He hadn't paid much attention to Kaen's apprentice, who thus far had been silent throughout the ride. Or at least, he thought he was. If he had said anything, he probably hadn't heard. He thought of another question for him, which came to him quickly. "In our earlier fight - an interesting performance on your part, I say - you used a technique I haven't yet seen around the Academy. Instead of blocking my strikes and absorbing the force with your arm, you er. Redirected the energy, rolling with the momentum, in a sense. Tell me, did you develop this fighting style on your own?"

folclor
TommyGun15

 

[folclor]

Hoth
HK Fifty shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Why'nn likely would've walked over and grabbed or kissed Zerek, but HK-50-01 grabbed her and she felt bile rising in her throat. "HK-Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiif-URK!" She couldn't stop herself from vomiting all over him. "Nng... Sorry HK..." She wiped the bile from her mouth as she got down from the droid's arm, then stumbled over to the refresher to wash her mouth out. It seemed that even drunk her need for proper hygiene was paramount.

Once she'd brushed her teeth and washed her face, she stumbled back out, grabbed her open bottle, and downed a bit more before she staggered to Zerek and pulled him down for a kiss.

Hyperspace

"Good boy." She chuckled and went back to petting him. "You've always been my favorite of all the apprentices and acolytes I've seen. So interesting. You strive for strength. You will gain it. One day."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor HK Fifty Grim Wraithe Stjerna

As 01 went for a hug on Why'nn, Zerek wasn't exactly close enough to be grabbed. Something he was grateful for as she rather suddenly released the contents of her stomach over the droid. As she left to clean up, he decided to pitch in with some advice. "Might wanna get a hose 'er somthin'... clean yerself off 'n' all..." And then the following events surprised him.

Once Why'nn started to pull him closer, her force, combined with his current lack of balance threw the both of them to the floor, their lips locked together. With his back to the ground, he looked up at Why'nn with a devilish smirk. "Ya do thish to all the dashing rogues?" Given his previous history, if she decided to take it further, he might respond in kind.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
folclor shadowstrikr25 HK Fifty

A faint humorous smile played across the Grey Jedi's face as the scene played out before him. Starting with Why'nn standing and walk-stumbling away from the stool, to her having her stomach contents forced from her be the class four droid exuberant hug. 'I'm glad to be behind the bar.'
That was when he could not hold back the laughter anymore, setting his drink down and enjoying the moment for what it was. 'Oh I bet T7 is going to love that mess!'

When she rejoined the group, and emptied the bottle, Delrick's drink was on his lips when the renegade was taken by surprise. With a cough and a sputter, the father in him barely contained spraying whisky across the pair. "Hey now!" Which was punctuated with cough/laughter. "I don't..." a smaller laughing cough. "Eeheghm! I didn't know you two had gotten along so well." If there had been another person in the room, they would have gotten a sly grin and wink. Leaning over the bar, resting on both elbows, he looked down at the entwined pair. "But perhaps the floor is not the best place for that?"

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Why'nn grinned, taking to straddling him once they were on the ground. "Mmm... You're th'only dashing rogue I've ever met." She leaned down to give him another kiss before her father spoke. Instead of a kiss, Zerek got a generous view of her chest as she craned to look at Delrick. "Why not? Floor's better'n a table..."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Though this was a position Zerek was very intimately familiar with, he wasn't expecting her to be so forward with it. So much so that the fact he was pulled to the ground and pinned didn't bother him as much as it would have were he sober. "Hope I don't set a trend..." As he leaned up to respond in kind, he was instead greeted with cleavage as Why'nn answered her father. "Yeah... but they aren't that comfortable. Beds're better..."

HYPERSPACE

Ceth didn't respond, simply closing his eyes and waiting for his wounds to finish healing. There was fodder on the ship that would let him shake off any rust that may have built up on his skills. He was ready for the next actual fight to present itself.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
folclor shadowstrikr25 HK Fifty

Delrick raised an eyebrow; first at his daughters comment then at Zerek's. 'What did your mother let you get away with I wonder?' His glass, refilled, lifted to his lips. "How about we celebrate the magicall healing of alcohol with a toast?" The Grey Jedi held his cup up, looking at the two younger people, a smile on his face. He let a little more of the strong spirit redden his cheeks. "Come on! Get up here and raise your glasses..." A fresh bottle slid it's way toward where the renegade had been sitting. "Or bottles and toast with me!"

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25 Grim Wraithe Stjerna HK Fifty

Why'nn, in the middle of grinding her hips against Zerek's, frowned at the idea of getting up. "Mmm..." Instead of obliging, she began removing her shirt, then leaned back down to kiss Zerek again. "Could go to th'bed," she slurred, deciding she'd ignore her father for the time being.