Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor HK Fifty Grim Wraithe Stjerna

"Yeah, we could..." Zerek's voice slurred as he responded to Why'nn's advances in kind, letting his coat fall off, with the alcohol having done a number on those pesky inhibitions and standards that would have kept him from taking things too far. However, given the amount of alcohol he'd actually consumed, his vision started to blur and his movements began slowing as his body started to pump the brakes. Within the next few minutes, he'd be blacked out on the floor. Another position he was intimately familiar with.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
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Delrick shook his head, setting his glass down as he raised his other hand, extending outward with the Force to gently lift his daughter off of the renegade. "That is enough young lady." A faint smile of amusement played across his face when he noticed that Zerek was now unconscious. 'That man burns very bright and very quickly.' Why'nn would possibly be aware of the fact she was floating above her now blacked out companion. "Why don't you have a seat and I'll move Zerek to bed." He looked to his suspended daughter, the expression on his face would portray he was both asking a question and making a statement. But he did set her down until she answered him.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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"Wha...?" Why'nn pouted as she found herself floating and Zerek asleep. "'M not a kid anymore!" She struggled against his hold. "You have a seat!" Though the grunts matched her struggles, she was tiring fairly quickly. The teen reached for the closest bottle but couldn't reach it.

 

[HK Fifty]

Hoth
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HK-50-01 returned from cleaning the vomit from his frame just as his beloved owner was being lifted , shirtless , from atop the Thief by her father. But instead of shaking or whimpering , he watched for a moment , deciding if he would be of any useful assistance - a decision that would be made rather quickly. As soon as she started to struggle , he rushed to her side , collecting her discarded garment in the process. Since she was lifted on the ground she would be directly at his eye-level , and should she turn to face him she'd be looking directly into his verdant photoreceptors. He extended the arm holding her shirt , offering it to her.

The Class-Four Droid's synthesized voice crackled to life soon after she finished speaking. "Observation/Advisement : Why'nn , I can't and won't presume to speak for your father. However , from what I observed , you were about to make a serious error , an error with a magnitude that you'd sorely regret once the effects of the intoxicants you consumed faded. I would've seperated you as well - and I'd additionally suggest you not partake in any more alcoholic concoctions for a considerable time period. I just assert that this fact most emphatically does not make you a child , nor does it make you any lesser. Fully developed , wisened adults of all species , social standings and views make errors of varying magnitude - even the wisest sentients in the Galaxy make errors. Others , such as your father and myself , protecting you from making this errors doesn't make you any lesser , either - diplomacts are so important primarily for that purpose. The very basis of Love is protecting others! Being loved doesn't make you any lesser , any weaker - without the love you've shown me , I'd be nothing but an exceptionally skittish servant droid. Why'nn , you're among the greatest sentients I've known , and the only to ever show me such affection - please , don't assume you're any lesser for requiring love. Every sentient in the Galaxy requires love." His words were without any of the trepidation that often colored his words , and his gaze stayed firmly locked onto Why'nn. Both his arms were raised and open , clearly inviting her to an embrace , should desire it.

 

[TommyGun15]

Alderaan (Yavik's Office)
HK Fifty

Councilman Yavik swallowed as he looked nervously from the communicator to Alashar and back. He could make a dash for the button underneath his desk to call security, but that would likely get him killed before they arrived. For now he'd have to just play along, and hope that this insane woman didn't decide to gut him before he could call for help. He reached over and carefully picked up the communicator.

"Councilman Yavik speaking." He said, trying to stifle the nervous tremble in his voice. "Yes... I, um... What?" His face turned pale, and he looked at his assailant. "It's... It's for you..."

Hyperspace (Darth Kaen's Ship)
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Costa shook his head at Eek's question. There was a brief internal debate as he recalled his backstory, and briefly wondered how much to tell Eek.

"Oh no, I can't say I developed the style on my own. I actually learned it before attending the academy, from a mercenary by the name of Agrippa. It's a very quick moving style, without any of the wide swings and high leaps of many lightsaber styles. I incorporated a few of the lessons I've learned at the academy into the style myself of course."

He didn't say it out loud, but one of the issues about the style was that it simply wasn't built to work best with a lightsaber. The blade's cylindrical design meant he had to put a bit more effort into turning aside blows. The next time he made a lightsaber, he'd have to see if he could modify it to give it a wider, flatter blade. That would certainly make the style a bit easier to pull off.

 

[HK Fifty]

Alderaan (Yavik's Office)
TommyGun15

Alashar watched the Councilman intently , especially as he reached for the small communicator. Even without use of the Force , the experienced Shadow was fully aware that he was waiting for just the right moment to trigger some sort of alarm. With her Force-enhanced hearing she could just make out a voice on the other end of the comm , though she failed to ascertain just what it was saying or give it an identity. The fact that she couldn't hear the full conversation agitated her just slightly , a slight indication of a scowl upon her features.

The Miraluka's agitation gave way to readily apparent shock as the comm was being offered to her , her mouth hanging open for just a millisecond before she snapped it shut. Instead of taking the device by hand she chose to draw it towards her ear with the Force , both in caution and from a growing displeasure. Her icy voice spoke only two words - "Identify yourself."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
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The next day, Zerek found himself alive, conscious, and very hung over. 'Agh... my head... what all happened?' Squinting, Zerek looked and felt around his immediate surroundings, trying to figure out the where at a minimum. 'soft everywhere, feels like a bed? Head's on a pillow... under covers, do I have pants on? Not my bed though... not my ship...' As he tried to look around the room in such a fashion that wouldn't aggravate his hangover, he managed to turn around to face another form with him in the bed. 'Well, not the first time. Damn, looks pretty good too. Does alcohol just get me to brainwash the ladies with just my face or what?' His eyes wandered the body of the girl next to him, taking it all in, until he reached her face.

At that moment, memories of the previous day came flooding back, heading to Hoth, getting snippy with Delrick, drinking, and nothing he could really remember after that. 'Oh.... shit.' Any eloquence his thoughts might have contained instantly vanished as he realized that he was probably missing clothing, in a bed, with his boss' daughter. Instead of doing anything to start damage control, he simply stared slack-jawed, like a deer in the headlights, the hangover and the shock not mixing well.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
shadowstrikr25
((playing this scene out))

Her head was pounding. Her body felt... weird and everything was much too loud. But the bed was soft and she was considering turning over and going back to sleep. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, besides this strange pulsing. She groaned and opened her eyes just enough to not make her headache worse. Someone was in the bed with her. Connor? "Connor!" Her eyes shot open, the pain spiked and she put a hand to her head, squeezing them closed. "Oww," she groaned. A moment later she tried looking again. That wasn't Connor. That was...

Why'nn screamed and fell out of bed, curling up on the ground once the pain hit. How? How?

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor (Playing this out. Because I want to.)

If there was anything he didn't need, it was sudden loud noises, but sudden loud noises he got. His head began to pound mercilessly. Then, a moment later, his head continued to pound. He spoke up in a hushed tone to try not to aggrivate his own headache. "Mornin' to you too... and could you keep it down? My head is killing me." He moved a little, trying to hide from the light in a fortress off warm sheets. "Do you remember what happened last night or...?" He was hoping that maybe she would be able to elucidate him on what he did.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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Now she was regretting getting out of the sheets and whimpered as she pulled herself back up onto the bed and hid beneath them. "No," she mumbled. "I remember you joking. Then everyone was drinking. I don't remember anything else."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
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He felt what was presumably Why'nn crawl back into the bed with him, rolling to try and get a little more overall coverage with the sheets. "Oh. Well that's not good." Groaning, he tried to jog his memory, anything to get the slightest clue of what was going on, but no dice. "Best start with the worst, do you still have clothes on?" He briefly considered checking himself, but given his luck he'd lose a limb. 'Man, I hope I'm not about to be a dead man.'

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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Why'nn checked herself. "No," she groaned. But the pain was too intense. She couldn't properly think, so she wasn't sure why not wearing clothes would be necessarily bad. No, it just made sense. Why would she wear clothes to bed? Did he wear clothes to bed? It didn't matter. If he would just stop talking she could get back to sleep.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
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Delrick sat on the bridge, sipping a hot cup of caf, to all the world looking like an imperial agent waiting for a new assignment. His feet kicked up on the console and seat partially reclined. In reality he was in a meditative state, preparing for the first day of training and possibly meeting with the Force sensitive freighter captain.

The loud panicked-shocked shriek of his daughter pierced and shattered the quiet calm of the morning. "This should be good." He took a sip of the hot caf before swinging his feet beneath him and made his way to his cabin, just aft of the bridge. Where the two newly revived and painfully awake naked couple were.

He leaned on the door, holding the cup in his hands, giving both of them a concerned and disapproving look. His eyebrow raised as he looked from one to the other. "Good morning." His voice louder then was needed, not quite aided by the Force, but to the overly sensitive ears of the hungover it would seem that way. 'On this is going to be fun.' He thought with an internal smile.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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Why'nn groaned, then lifted her hand. The door attempted to shut, and she whimpered, quickly covering her ears with her hands. "Go 'way!" she demanded, her voice muffled by the sheets and her desire to keep quiet. However, she wasn't aware that her father was still in the room. In truth, she wasn't aware of a lot.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek's brain slowly tried to churn out the proper signals needed for worry, panic, or anything else that might get him out of his hangover a little faster. Unfortunately all that came out of him was a simple, "Ah... fuck." He slowly tried to feel around for wet spots, weird smells, anything that would prove or disprove his theory.

When Delrick decided that loud noises and the hungover were a great combination, he groaned in pain. Instead of trying to get him to leave, he tried using the Force to slowly ease him back to his normal state of operations. Didn't stop him from talking back, though. "Up yours, I'm trying to figure out if we had sex last night." He was louder than Why'nn making an attempt to be heard, but he still held back from full volume and was muffled by the sheets.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
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Delrick felt the door shift slightly as Why'nn attempted to shut it. Which would not work as her father had locked it open the night before. After he had placed both of them in the bed, though to be fair he had not removed their clothes, but he could not resist the opportunity to place then both in this situation. Hopefully teaching them something along the way.

The Grey Jedi chuckled as the renegade announced his opinion of his new teachers presence. "And what conclusion have you come to?" Stepping into the room to sit at the desk facing the bed. "Did you have sex with my daughter?" Looking to Zerek, whether he could or not. "Or did she have sex with you?" Looking to Why'nn beneath the sheets. The volume of his voice was lower, though still loud enough to be uncomfortable. Since both of them were beneath the sheets and mostly with their eyes closed, a large knowing grin creased the face of the man who had set this situation in motion.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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"Sex?" Why'nn squeaked. She looked around beneath the covers, realizing her head was at the level of his crotch. "Uhhh..." Had they? As she stared at his genitals, dumbfounded, she couldn't remember. In fact, the last thing she could remember was joking about and drinking. 'Mother was right... Alcohol is terrible.' So did they have sex?

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek tore the covers off his head as he glared at the intruder. "And who the fuck are y-" There was a moment, a pristine second in time where his brain tried to process the information before the body acted. Unfortunately, as his expression shifted from anger to horror, it wasn't quick enough. "H-h-hey Delrick... uh..." The renegade began to slowly extract himself from the bed, trying not to make any sudden moves. "Still don't know... eheheh." His voice was light, trying to ease the tension before his insides became his outsides.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Hoth
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Delrick smiled and only mildly tried to hide his amusement behind the cup he was drinking from. With a raised eyebrow he slowly shook his head, like only a father and teacher can to convey, or appear to convey anyways, disappointment, frustration, and humor.
Delrick shifted to face Zerek, his left hand waved to Why'nn, though if Zerek were expecting some sort of Force use he would be surprised by the lack there of. "And what do you intend to do if you have and what do you intend to do if she bares a child because of your drunken antics?" His face was inclined slightly, though his tone was a bit harder then before. 'How long do I make them worry?'

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek, having found his pants and put them on, wondered why he wasn't dead yet as he used the Force to grant him some brief clarity of mind. "Well usually I'd run because, as holos have taught me, dads tend not to like this situation. But... I'm not dead. Which leads me to believe... that you're fucking with me." Grabbing his shirt and donning it, he took a moment to consider the second half of the question. "And I've been shooting blanks for years now. One too many hits to the testicles. Bar fights, man." His expression was unreadable, making it difficult to tell if he was bluffing or not.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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Why'nn finally peeked out from under the covers, looking between the two. However, she did not get up or start to get dressed just yet. She didn't want to be naked in front of her father. "J-Just leave, okay? I can't get dressed with you two here!" She doubted they slept together. After all, she would've hurt him if he got inside her, wouldn't she? The thought had her squirming and she hugged herself a bit tighter.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek shrugged at Why'nn's request, reaching out for his coat with the Force in a display that would have been a moderate show of style... were he not hungover. Instead of sliding a sleeve through one arm, then the other in a smooth motion, his coat hit him in the face before he put it on like a normal person. "Alright, fine, I'll leave. At least it looks like I didn't sleep with you. Dodged a bullet there." With that, he stopped suppressing his hangover and started to walk out of the room.

 

[folclor]

Hoth
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Why'nn growled, her anger surging. She charged out of bed, grabbed him by the throat, and slammed him up, against the wall. "What did you say?" she demanded through clenched teeth. Power rolled off of her and it was clear she would not be opposed to hurting him. Her eyes flickered from orange to red, then back to orange.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

HOTH
folclor Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek was a few feet away from the door as Why'nn growled, causing him to turn in confusion. As she barreled towards him he made a stunning realization... he fucked up. As she slammed him against the wall, air rushing out of his lungs, he was given a question to answer in a way that didn't mean sudden death. While being choked. "Not that I wouldn't... but if I did... your dad'd... kill me. Not a.... preferred option." He was trying to struggle out of her grip while being choked, gasping for air and slowing moving his foot up the wall.