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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 19:39:16 GMT -8
And out of nowhere, the girl reappeared. Landing between Jashin and the giant, a lightsaber in hand, looking far more energetic and alive than she had the short time Jashin had known her. She put on a brave face, and spoke brave words, but, inwardly, Jashin had to wonder just how effective she'd be stopping the giant. But, then again, he could be wrong; as the giant lowered his saber and appeared to be appeased, Jashin likewise hit several buttons on his wrist-link and depressed the activation stud, breathing a sigh of relief. The giant, inquiring as to how the girl knew Jashin, prompted Jashin to raise a hand and turn on his heel. "Yeah, excuse me, I've got a reactor core to keep from melting down."
And he was off. Throwing himself into the dorsal hatch, he slid down the ladder and landed on the deck plating with a resounding thud - running full tilt to the cockpit. "No. No no no no no!" Already he could hear steam venting, power cycling and building, and the rather ominous and threatening hum of the reactor. Running into the cockpit - tripping over corpses all the while - Jashin slammed a fist into a console, bringing up ships systems. Quickly, hands a blur, he reinitiated safeties, vented power into various subsystems, and decoupled motivators and converters. Slowly, the hum began to die down, eventually fading into the other background noises of the ship, no longer a threat. "Son of a kark."
Taking a moment to simply sit, Jashin leaned his head back and blew out a long sigh. No more exploding, dark-siders, lakes, or any other present dangers. He could, finally, relax slightly. Eventually righting himself in the chair, swinging the primary monitor around, he verified that Pisces had done the work as instructed, and was pleasantly pleased to find it had indeed been done. "Puh. Well, we're beached. Maybe we can make it." Opening all hatches and vents in engineering (the only compartment completely and absolutely flooded), Jashin cued the repulsorlifts, which activated with a hum. Tentatively, Jashin took ahold of the control yoke, and gently - ever so gently - nudged it forward. The ship, vibrating violently, groaned in response - sliding forward an inch or two. Somewhere in the depths of the ship, Jashin heard a wire spark, and he winced, easing off the throttle. "Damn it. Come on sweetheart. I know water isn't good for your power systems...but we gotta get you out, alright? Come on baby..." Muttering sweet nothings to his beloved Sable, he gently pushed on the yoke again, steadily applying more and more power. The ship in response groaned again, more wires sparking - but Jashin didn't relent.
Two meters the ship slid. Four meters. Ten. Fifteen. twenty-five. Thirty. Jashin was about to breathe a sigh of relief, easing off the yoke, when a particularly loud electrical *snap* resounded through the ship, and the smell of smoke wafted through the corridors. Cursing, jashin grabbed a fire extinguisher from under his seat, and running out of the cockpit, spied the culprit; a power conduit in the corridor leading to engineering had set itself aflame. Leveling the canister, Jashin shook the thing once before pulling the pin - squeezing the trigger to send a stream of chemicals to splatter across the power conduit and flames. Sputtering out of existence, the fire was extinguished on contact, the chemicals bubbling and fizzing, leaving Jashin to lean against a corridor, extinguisher limp in hand. "Great. Now I have to replace who knows how many meters of conduit. Ugh. I guess it could be worse. We didn't explode. Huh? Right baby? No exploding." Jashin patted the corridor plating lovingly, and climbing up the hatch, walked across the top of the ship before dropping off the side to land in a crouch.
He had managed to move the ship completely onto land - the whole affair leaving a dirty and muddy track from the edge of the water to the Sable's current resting place. "Well, that's not so bad. Eh? Not bad at all." Keying his wrist-link, the ships landing gear slowly engaged - with a deafening screech of hydraulics and protest of metal on metal. Water was indeed VERY bad for landing gear. The fore landing strut completely engaged, but the aft struts engaged only halfway, leaving the whole of the ship titled oddly to the side and forward. It was enough, though, for the ships landing ramp to open - which Jashin promptly keyed via wrist-link. Like the landing gear, though, said ramp descended with a screech of hydraulics, protesting with the same deafening din as the landing gear, eventually coming to a stuttering halt as it sunk into the soft sand of the waterfront. "Ok. Yeah...needs some work. Ugh. A lot of work."
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Oct 31, 2016 20:50:41 GMT -8
That's correct.
Farris said, finishing the process of resetting the spinal nodes. He put his tools away and watched as the small girl sighed in relief.
Really rebooting them. Her own body's metabolism will take over from here. He sighed tiredly and leaned against the wall for a moment. Anna, try moving your feet- then your legs for me please.
Anna Obeyed, shuttering as her muscles started to move on their own again, but without all the jolting and thrashing. Still unpracticed, she finally managed to roll herself back over onto her back in a very clumsy manner. Her motions were still very weak, and she probably didn't have much of a grip, but that would come. Strength would return to her quickly.
The expression on her face went from irritated to absolutely grateful as she sighed in contentment.
Farris- I haven't moved in two years... Thank you.
She breathed, flexing her fingers before her eyes and smiling slightly. She looked over at Dominic as he spoke about Dagobah and frowned deeply.
I wasn't trying to kill myself then. I was trying stop a cargo ship of dangerous smuggled weapons from reaching it's destination. I just happened to end up there- ran into a Mielibus- who thought I looked delicious- and well.... you know the rest of the story- or all I'm sure you want to. Meialibe are big.... like, stupid big.
She said, attempting to sit up. She succeeded- but the world instantly began to spin, and she scooted back in the bed in order to lean up against the wall. What all did the crazy carnivore get Farris? and what are these???
She asked, thrusting a finger up to point at her eyes.
Let's see- We had to replace a lunge, a whole shoulder's worth of muscle, realign your rib cage- a kidney- your liver and a whole lot of blood and muscle. Farris said with a miffed tone. It's a pity- his surgical precision was admirable. He could have made a great doctor, if he didn't have that bad habit of eating other people's organs. He shook his head and smiled gently as Anna shuttered at the memory. Sorry- but I couldn't help but be slightly awed. It's a terrible thing really. You could have lived a few more hours- anyway, your eyes.... For a moment the Polydroxol looked a little sheepish. They're organic... They were brown- you know, like your original ones. I um- I wasn't sure, but I thought you would appreciate them.
He said with a nervous kind of smile. it would be his luck that the Seer would shout at him for changing a feature about her. But he figured that inwardly- she desired at least a taste of normalcy. When he had taken her form back on Alderraan- he didn't really enjoy the idea of having no eyes and hiding behind a blind fold. But perhaps he had overstepped his bounds. But he really hoped not.
They were going to die! Either by an angry darksider or by an angry blowing up ship- and it was all this idiot Ferrirreo's fault. His race may be able to heal quickly, but Koboks were fragile!
And then- the dark skinned woman who looked so wobbly earlier, leaped in the air and flipped before the Zabrak. Her lightsaber igniting caused Pisces to leap backwards, even though the red blade was quite a distance from him. And she said something strange. Jashin had saved her life? What? Him?
The Kobok trilled in amusement- but it got the Zabrak to back off, even though Pisces was sure the beast would kill the much smaller Echani where she stood.
Obviously, she was very good at making friends.
The Kobok sighed in relief as Jashin went below to try and ...well do something. And then the ship lurched upward, closer to the land. it's rugged vibrations though did not help the Kobok's traction on its metal surface and Pisces started to slide, skittering frantically as the ship pitched forward. Finally he slid- clawing frantically at the ship's side- into the water.
Only seconds later the yellow insectoid's green eyes shot above water and his skinny arms flailed about, some how managing to take him toward shore where he scrambled up the bank and stood there- in a crouch, glaring at everyone, water dripping off his smooth carapace. Only moving when Jashin exited the now landed ship to give the Ferrireo an ear full of more Koboki gibberish.
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Post by Raven Alora on Oct 31, 2016 21:02:50 GMT -8
It's nice to meet you Ivya.
Raven said pleasantly. Her expression became curious. She knew this girl's father? Who was he? How did she know him? And then Ivya said stifly, that her father did not define her. Obviously she felt her father either was not a pleasant individual- or that she might be tied to deeds he'd done, which she did not want to be aligned with. Raven understood that. She gave Ivya a perfectly reassuring nod and smile. Of course not. She stated. You're an individual.
And then, as quickly as the conversation had started- it was over. Briskly, Ivya had turned from Alora and approached Adi, Loki, Sin and a very beet up ship Loki was pulling to shore. This prompted the Jedi to turn and watched in both shock and caution as Sinina jumped in front of Loki- igniting her saber and seemed to be defending those atop the sinking ship.
Loki's anger was very thick, but was it so uncontrolled that the Zabrak would kill without discrimination? At least one of the beings atop the ship looked and felt perfectly terrified- while the other (The one she had seen briefly out in the lake, apparently with a message for her- the one who had killed those people on this very ship) He had this overconfidence that almost frightened Raven. There was something sinister laying deep within it.
But Loki relented. The Ferrireo vanished into the ship, and the insectoid skittered off into the water as the ship came to rest on the land. Raven narrowed her eyes at the strange situation.
The Jedi cast a worried glace over to Sinina- and a somewhat approving glance toward the Zabrak. She didn't say anything, because really- there wasn't much to say. A lot of things had happened at once, and it was all the Jedi could do just to take it all in. Thankfully though, the heavy emotions were starting to die down, giving the Empath some measure of peace within her mind.
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Post by Adi on Nov 1, 2016 18:38:03 GMT -8
Loki shoved him...hard....and Adi stumbled back, digging in his heels at about ten feet away from the other man. That really hurt, and Adi was already primed from bracing himself for the fight he thought was coming with Kaja. Snarling, he -almost- came back at the large Zabrak, but thought better of it. It would do no good to start another fight amongst this chaotic landscape, and add to the carnage. If they were to settle the "I'm better than you" issue, it would have to be in a far different setting. This was neither the time nor place for anger to take hold. Matango took a couple of deep, calming breaths, and turned away from the beach. He didn't even wait to see what happened with him pulling the ship in from the lake. He was probably just going to stab, punch, poke, or threaten someone anyway. One of these days, that anger would get him hurt. Anger like that got you nowhere in combat....you end up making foolish decisions, and stupid mistakes. Adi would have just walked away, too...Had Sinina not leapt to someone's rescue, saying she owed him a life debt.
Before he could even react, the situation de-escalated, with Sin's assistance. At least -that- went well, and no one died. The man Loki had gone after walked back into his ship, his insectoid buddy vanishing as well. Ugh...he needed a smoke, a sandwich, and a nap...in that order....But I'vaya approached him. He needed to speak with her anyway, so it was rather convenient.
"The man you knew, your friend, is gone."
Adi looked at her, and cocked his head. Man...she really did look like Kaja....but her aura....it was so different. He was almost envious of her...she was the closest to a total balance that he had ever seen. He sighed....quite glad that the young woman was -not- her father's daughter, at least in that aspect.
"Unfortunately, I don't think he was ever truly there. I tried to do what no one else thought enough to do, except for you. I thought I could bring him back...you know? There were glimpses, bright spots, times where I thought I had succeeded. Then, one small trigger, and bam...A death field, or force destruction, or copious amounts of lightning...and right back to square one. His 'friendship' is one of my greatest achievements...and one of my most painful mistakes." Adi gritted his teeth, and turned away from I'vaya. Tears began to drip down his face, as the realization that he had failed in something yet again. Kaja was indeed a lost cause. Matango's hands curled into fists, and he took yet another calming breath, before turning back to the woman. "If I ever see him again, however? I will rectify that mistake." Unclenching his hands, he managed a weak smile. "I wont hold him against you, though. We can't choose our family...or friends sometimes. We can only choose our path. You seem to have chosen wisely so far. Do not fall into your father's footsteps. They cause nothing but heartache, and pain." He put his hand on I'vaya's shoulder, and looked into her eyes. "Thank you, by the way. I know it was you that cared for me after the fight on Mandalore. It's because of you that I'm still here. I remember you, from the few lucid moments I had. Your father kept you well hidden, but you still managed to bring me back from the dead pretty much. I won't forget that." His hand fell from her shoulder, and he turned toward the Villa. "C'mon. I was gonna go make a sammich. You want one? I'm pretty sure we can find -something- in the kitchen...They probably already had the stuff from the Son brought in for us to use. I don't know about you, but I'm starving." He waved to her, and started to walk back to the Villa, rubbing his chest where Loki had shoved him. They would most certainly have words later, but right now? It was back to the original plan, plus possibly one.
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Post by I'vya Sinistrus on Nov 1, 2016 20:03:40 GMT -8
No sooner had he spoken his words, felt each emotion that came with them, did she herself meet them with the full gravity of her own emotion. While her approach had been merely intended to draw attention to a simple fact, he proceeded to turn it into something far more in depth than she had meant it to be. She was, at first, taken aback but the notion and for but a few moments reeling in her attempt to comprehend everything he had said. Was this man so intent on saving her father that he would end that life to do so? And while she understood his feelings on her father's friendship and how easily one could misjudge how fleeting such a thing could be, she couldn't quite compare it to any experience of her own; her own few and far between. Her aunt had taught her much, and the Force much more but she was well aware that there were some things that the universe simply could not teach her. And one of those things was understanding Adieumus Matango.
She had saved his life on Dantooine when her, then sensible, father brought the man to him. She had gone above and beyond her very intentions as an individual in the galaxy and brought this man back from the brink of death. And while he was thanking her for it, and making it clear that she had done just that, she found it difficult to push past her own heavy heart to fully comprehend the gratitude and receive it with a returned gesture of good favor. Perhaps had she had time to process, time to fully understand why her father was making the choices he was making, but even then she felt she would fall short merely on the principle of the matter. At the very least she attempted to pull herself together as she noticed the tears that had crossed his cheeks. She had never expected him to cry, but fully expected to keep her own feelings hidden. Which made drawing upon his final remark easier than she had anticipated. A remark that had him passing a word by her that she could only think of as nothing short of an attempt to be moderately relaxed in a tense situation.
”I only did what the Force intended me to do.” She explained as he began to move away from her and felt her feet follow him while her mind still continued to catch up. He intended her to follow him, but she knew that the food was nothing more than an incentive. She was used to going without food for quite some time. "Even my father knew that, though now he leaves me far more confused than I have ever been." She breathed through a sigh as she continued to follow him, sure that he was leading her into the villa where they could find something for him to eat. At the very least she could use a place to breathe that was not filled with chaos and animosity. While it was easy to process in the absence of the Force, she was sure, the Force was allowing her no respite as she stood amidst that space's turmoil.
"The man I knew- My father- Never hated someone as much as he hates you." She was unaware that she was absently plying information from Matango, but at the very least she was tenacious. "Why?"
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Post by E`yame Matango on Nov 1, 2016 20:29:08 GMT -8
I didn’t stop the hug, some part of me really deep down (when i ended and the writer began) enjoyed hugs. however… I still wasn’t sure of who this person was, so i was a bit rigid for the duration. I tried to give a sincere smile when she asked me what i was wearing.“ Well… you see i am here on official business. I have a request to make of your…well… i’m your uncle… your puck’s cousin… and he’s Puck’s uncle… my… err…. brother?”
Sensing a little bit of tension in my body, the plush lunged toward E’yame hoping to be caught and cuddled<< Cousin Yummy!!!>> Puck spent the next few moments speaking to E’yame and the weird midget clone… thing through the force regarding how i was still his ‘daddy’ but at the same time i was someone else. Or at least i think that was what happened, I was not privy to Puck’s voice when he was talking… nor E’yame or Zee if they asked a question using the force during this exchange. Anytime i attempted to brush against puck’s mind i was treated with information about E’yame that he knew about from his former life. some of the training we did together, the weekend she was sick and i volunteered to watch her… enduring a marathon of animated princess holos, the Bantha incident.
But then I noticed the Puck’s ears twitch and before i could react my view of the room took on a blue tint. I force pulled Zee as i ran towards and tackled E’yame onto her bed as from two pools of mana an orb of light energy surrounding the four of us shielding our minds from the scream as well as protecting from any form of falling debris.
"Well aren't you cute?"He really was adorable. She lifted her hand and started to scratch him behind the left ear. Zee put his saber away and walked over towards them, making his way up to Eya's shoulder. He looked at the doll and smiled. He looked up at Eya and grinned even bigger."Can I ride him?"Eya was just about to berate him about being nice, when she sensed something. She was too slow to react, but apparently Diamonte was not. The next thing she knew, they were all on her bed as some dust fell from the ceiling and bounced of a shield above them."What the hell?" |
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Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 1, 2016 20:31:05 GMT -8
*Sinina stood tall, eyes closed, waiting, time felt to be standing still, it felt like eternity passed. With Loki angry as he was, she stood, still as a statue, imagining his blade to about to cut her down any moment now, an honourable sacrifice. Her life in payment of the one owed. She could die peacefully. Far younger than any being should hope. The future she could have passing before her eyes, but still she held her ground. Still nothing. Odd. There had been no interference from anyone else. She would have sensed that. Then she heard the sound of a lightsaber moving. Every muscle in her body tensed at once, but still, she stood, she never once even felt the warmth of the crinsom blade. Slowly the young woman opened her eyes, slowly taking in her surroundings again. Not alot had changed, in reality only seconds had passed. Loki's blade was lowered. She had not expected it to work this way. She had been regailed stories of the aftermath of his rage before. She couldn't remember a single story of it just up and disappearing like this. She started to answer, the shock that she were still alive to speak at all likely apparent in her voice.*
I..well.. I was wandering and ran into Farris. He was talking to Farris about a message for Raven.. I didn't trust a pirate to wander the grounds alone... I followed him.. then an unexpected storm of events happened... I was knocked into the water and was being pulled to the depths... He pulled me to safety. He could have let me drown, but he abandoned his cargo for me. I could sense your anger, I couldn't let you kill someone who just saved me from an early end to my own life.
*As she spoke her own saber deactivates, disappearing back into the folds of her dress. She steps closer, even that felt like it took more strength then she had. To bite back pain and exhaustion. She wasn't fully recouped to begin with, so the ordeals of the day were more exhausting then one would expect. She leans into him, closing her eyes again.*
Farris will be grumpy...I think i tore some stitches out..
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Post by Diamonte Tuhlute on Nov 1, 2016 20:33:48 GMT -8
…When the dust had cleared for the moment the sphere retreated inward toward a pendant i wore that carried Puck’s crystal. surprisingly I didn’t feel like i was going to collapse unlike my last usage of this joint connection.
“That was a good timing Puck… puck… time to wake up.”
I pulled the plush toward me, checking the range of motion of any and all. but despite the doll being animated just a moment prior, the doll had reverted to just that. in frustration i removed the pendant and threw it at the pillow.
“E’yame, where is your Commlink. i need to make a call.”
Halfway through that thought my eyes lay upon a modified Hush-98… which brushing back thoughts reminded that several years ago the other me had upgraded for her for a birthday gift. realizing and fixing two problems with one motion I snatched a small processor chip thus integrating the commlink into the private system that Jim and I had used. since i didn’t know how to make a call on this particular system, i activated the ping function and waited.
::Attention unidentified comms unit, Identify or your ping will be used to …::
::JM-528 cool your jets. It’s me::
::Kid… are you ok? there was a chill… and it seems this peaceful villa is the sight of some massive engagement.::
:: yeah… thanks to a fusion with Puck we have 3 safe signs… but puck has retreated.::
Little did i know that strands of light began to emit strands of light, and the beams began to weave themselves into the an astral form of the baby tiger that was far more recognizable than the fox that lay near.
::well if you are still strong then perhaps the fusion effort relied more on Puck’s strength this time. on my end, this engagement has drawn me toward our hosts. i have visual on two of them, one of them i believe is Master Matango.::
::get in range and if you can render aid… do so.::
::Confirmed. JM out::
With that i walked over to the bed and flopped down face first into the duvet. in an exasperated voice i muttered
“i do hope training with your father is worth all of this.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2016 5:35:50 GMT -8
Standing with his hands on his hips, admiring his new ship - albeit in its state of disarray - he was assaulted by a stream of angry sounding clicks from the Kobok from earlier. In one smooth motion, Jashin unholstered his pistol and leveled it at the creature, all the while not taking his eyes off the Sable. "Don't...interrupt...this moment."
Eventually holstering the pistol, Jashin turned and made his way up the landing ramp. There was a LOT of work to be done, but, first and foremost, the cargo hold needed to be inspected. Walking up the ramp, making his way to the "T" intersection, he paused at the locked bulkhead leading to the cargo bay, suddenly aware that there was the distinct possibility of more pirates being on board. Once again he unholstered his pistol, tapping out a few sequences with the bulkhead lock before getting frustrated - and simply shooting the affair, making the door whoosh open amid a shower of sparks from the lock.
The bay was dark, and admittedly a little sparse, with only five full sized cargo modules and a handful of crates gracing the deck plating. Scanning the room, pistol waving from right to left, Jashin eventually frowned and lowered the weapon. He could have sworn that the bay had been locked from inside.
Clatter
The noise from behind had Jashin swinging the pistol behind him, ready to blast the foolish pirates. Only to find...nothing? No, not nothing. Huddled in a corner, hiding behind an empty storage crate, an R-series unit peeked out from behind a haphazard lid, a low mournful hoot coming from it at the sight of the pistol leveled its way. "...It's only a droid. Kark. I could have shot you little guy." Holstering the pistol, Jashin beckoned to the unit, who, slowly and suspiciously, rolled out from behind the crate. It looked to be a modified R8 unit - designation R8-G0. Modified with a standard sensor eye, it seemed to be, more or less, stock. "R8-G0? R, G, oh...Argo. Your name is Argo." The droid gave an indignant whistle, turning in a full circle, obviously distressed. "Hey, hey, easy, easy! I own this ship now. Ok? Pirates are dead. Leaving me your new captain. I even changed the ship's register." The droid hooted again, mournfully, and Jashin reached out, grasping the restraining bolt on the side of Argo's body, and gave a yank, dislodging the device. "See? First order as new captain: droids don't wear restraining bolts." The droid eyed the bolt, then Jashin, giving out an inquiring chirp; but, ultimately seemed appeased. "I don't understand you. I don't speak droid language." A series of hoots, and the droid replayed a small audio clip - the sounds of engines igniting and cycling. "Oh, the ship? Hell if I know. Might fly. Might not. Hit a lake, took on a lot of water. Power conduits around the reactor are mucked up pretty bad. Port engine is...pretty much gone." A mournful hoot. Compartments opening, the droid brandished an impressive array of tools, waving them about Jashin's face - prompting him to stand from his crouched position. "Easy, easy. I get the idea. You're an R8 unit, right? You guys are supposed to be pretty good at fixing things. It's going to take both of us, though. No offense shorty."
The droid blurted out what sounded very close to an expletive, it's tools folding back into its body. "Hey, easy! Alright? First thing first. We clean up the bodies. Then, I need a list of everything wrong with the ship. Er, and maybe you can itemize that? In terms of what's keeping this boat from flying. I don't need to know if the port view-screen has a smudge on it. Also, cargo manifest. Etcetera, etcetera." The droid hooted in the affirmative, a whistle that sounded suspiciously close to an "Aye-aye" and rolled out of the cargo bay, heading to the engineering corridor. Jashin, shaking his head, stood and followed - making his way instead to the cockpit.
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Nov 2, 2016 6:16:12 GMT -8
The kobok froze as a weapon was leveled at him. His annoyed clicking stopped immediately, large green eyes tracking Jashin's movements skeptically, until finally, he removed the weapon and Pisces relaxed. The Firrereo started up the boring ramp- apparently going to check the cargo hold, leaving the Kobok alone with himself to ponder on what he should do now. Should he just, walk away- head to Theed and try to find other employment? It was a terribly long way to Theed, and he doubted he'd get much help from these people.
For a good while he just stood there, peering into the ship. He heard the beeps and whistles of the R8 unit. That crazy droid was a survivor- Pisces had to give it that. Apparently it was following Jashin deeper into the ship, or at least that's what it sounded like from outside. Finally making up his mind, and figuring the worst that could happen was a blaster bolt to the face, Pisces stoked onto the ship with folded arms.
His spindly legs carried him to the bridge and he clicked gently to announce his presence. Should Jashin turn around- and should he not blast the Kobok into oblivion, Pisces would point at the bodies scattered around the bridge and tilt his head quizzically. They were right beside a lake after all.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2016 6:54:30 GMT -8
Looking up from his spot in the pilot's chair, Jashin eyed the Kobok in the cockpit. "Yes?" He followed the insect's gaze - the bodies on the ground - and, shutting off a monitor, leaned forward in his seat. "I'm guessing it's time to discuss your employment. Long way to walk to Theed. But, then, you're surrounded on all sides by Jedi and what not here at the Villa. Leaves you, and me, very few options. So. You can stay here and work for me, or start walking. If you stay, you work for me and me only - you get five percent of whatever we ship and move, plus room and board. And, the golden rule..." Jashin unholstered his pistol, and leveled it at the Kobok. "If you stab me in the back, I'll shoot you in the face. Just like everyone that used to be aboard this ship. We level?"
In the interim, Argo interfaced with the ship's computer to get a firsthand report of the many ills and troubles of the ship. Collating the information, Argo assembled the entirety of it all and sent it to a console in the cockpit, which pinged gently to announce its arrival. Meanwhile, Argo trundled his way down the corridor, down the boarding ramp, and out to the exterior of the ship. Engaging a rocket booster, he coasted up to the top of the ship - landing with a resounding thud that echoed through the interior of the ship - and, initiating magnetized grips to prevent him from falling, proceeded to start removing panels to the port engine nacelle.
Jashin, hearing the ping, brought up the information on the monitor, groaning at what he saw.
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Post by Loki on Nov 2, 2016 11:59:51 GMT -8
Loki sighed and disengaged his saber clipping it to his belt "Farris won't mind, a life saved, for a life saved. Your debt is paid." He said with a half serious half angry expression. "Fastest life debt ever, he has a message for Raven? And what about the insectoid, the Kobak, you saved him too, I do believe he will now owe you a life debt." Loki said casually. "C'mon now lets get you inside so you can get lectured by Farris, and Sinina. You are very much like your mother, and also vastly different. I think even if Jashin had saved her life, she would let me kill him." Loki said as he walked towards her. "But I suppose that's you're Nabooian rubbing off." Loki said. "Don't ever change child, even though we crave and cradle and reside in the flow of the darkside, does not mean we need to be evil, you stopped me from doing evil. That's all that matters." Loki said placidly as he put an encouraging arm around Sin and began walking her towards the Villa. |
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Nov 2, 2016 13:13:59 GMT -8
Pisces nodded eagerly as Jashin stated terms for sticking around. Though the Kobok couldn't really make a sincere expression, he really tried. Regardless- he was grateful. First- Jashin hadn't shot him on site...twice and secondly, he was allowing the Kobok to stay! Which was very good considering Pisces was cautious to leave the ship just now because he knew the big Zabrak was still outside and he didn't want to accidentally run into him. He wouldn't argue with his cut. He was just happy to have something to do that didn't require walking all the way to Theed and getting hijacked by another Hutt looking for a sneaky helper.
'Click' Golden 'Click' Fox, need not worry'Click'. Pisces is a loyal 'Click'. Pisces will not 'Click' betray Fox. 'Click'.
Pondering for a second, he realized that really- a Loyal Kobok would attempt to kill Jashin and take Zodo's ship back, but he shrugged, figuring that those details really didn't belong in the conversation. He was trying NOT to die- and while hanging out with this crazy Firrereo might not be the best way to go about doing that, it was better than running into that Zabrak outside, or even Zordo for that matter.
After conveying his agreement with Jashin, he turned his attention to the screens and put a spindly hand to his pointed chin in thought. They needed to go to Theed for supplies- but before that, they should take care of these corpses.
'Click' It is dark, 'Click' Pisces will dismiss them'Click'. he began, pointing idly at one of the dead Niktos, 'Click' If Fox wants,'Click'.
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Post by Raven Alora on Nov 2, 2016 13:34:23 GMT -8
This was good. This was very very good. Raven watched as Adieumus walked off with the strange girl, Ivya- as if they some how knew eachother. And Loki seemed to drop his anger as quickly as it had erupted once Sinina stepped before him. They, too, walked off in the direction of the Villa. The other two- Atton and Thea, Raven Assumed also had made their trek back inside, which left the small jedi master alone.
She took the moment to rest her back against a decorative stone wall and close her eyes, letting the night sounds encompass her senses and drive away the crazy emotions still lingering in the recesses of her mind.
When she opened her eyes, she realized the ship from earlier- which was previously in the lake, now rested on land- and more importantly, the landing ramp was down and the Firrereo who had some message for her was inside. She knew it. She could feel him.
With a huff, the jedi pulled her messy wet hair back. Readjusted her shirt so that it actually fit over both her shoulders, and marched onto the ship, ignoring any corpses she might come across. Eventually she made it through the dim interior until she came upon the cockpit. Rapping on the side panel she announced her presence.
So, Whatda' want to tell me?
Alora asked, casually leaning against the door frame, one hand lingering over her lightsaber's hilt, totally visible because of how damp and floppy her clothing was. Really she just wanted to be ready should he accidentally shoot in her general Direction, because she knew he wouldn't shoot a jedi on purpose....yea, sure.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 2, 2016 15:32:55 GMT -8
Loki sighed and disengaged his saber clipping it to his belt "Farris won't mind, a life saved, for a life saved. Your debt is paid." He said with a half serious half angry expression. "Fastest life debt ever, he has a message for Raven? And what about the insectoid, the Kobak, you saved him too, I do believe he will now owe you a life debt." Loki said casually. "C'mon now lets get you inside so you can get lectured by Farris, and Sinina. You are very much like your mother, and also vastly different. I think even if Jashin had saved her life, she would let me kill him." Loki said as he walked towards her. "But I suppose that's you're Nabooian rubbing off." Loki said. "Don't ever change child, even though we crave and cradle and reside in the flow of the darkside, does not mean we need to be evil, you stopped me from doing evil. That's all that matters." Loki said placidly as he put an encouraging arm around Sin and began walking her towards the Villa. I hope he won't.. *She frowned* Yea.. He didn't say what the message was about.. at the time I didn't have reason to trust him. I don't know who the Kobak is.. I was more concerned about the one that saved me. *She looks up at him as he mentioned her mother. She hadn't seen her mother in such a long time. She nodded slowly. She wasn't sure she believed him about her letting him kill him, she had taught her everything she'd known about Echani, sure she was a Sith Assassin, but that didn't mean that she was without honour. Her Nubian.. She could believe that, the people she stayed with were very peaceful, even when she would get rebellious. She could remember plenty of times that she had indeed caused trouble for them. She leans into him as his arm encircled her, she was grateful for his help. Though his words continued to ring through her mind. Sure she had stopped him, but it was out of honour or dishonour, she hadn't even thought about right or wrong. She looked at her arm, remembering the runes that covered it when they were on Etti. She wasn't sure what to say or think about it yet. She definitely had alot to think about. She looks up at him again.*I did what I felt needed to be done.. I never thought about it being right or wrong.. |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2016 16:06:26 GMT -8
Jashin leaned back in his chair, nodding silent to himself, holstering his pistol. "Sure. Dismiss them. The ones on top of the ship as well. Be sure to strip them down and put anything of value in the cargo hold. I don't have to tell you that every bit counts - we'll need funds to get this bird back in the air." Waving the Kobok away, Jashin turned his attention to the monitors - Argo was sending periodic updates, apparently well under way in removing panels for the impending refit. It was then that it hit him; a wave of exhaustion had Jashin sagging in his chair, and, slowly, his eyes began to close.
"Son of a Kark!" Cursed Jashin, startling awake, his hand flying to his pistol. He stopped short of pulling it completely out of it's holster, though, on seeing the Jedi at the door. "Oh, Gods, what do you want? The Message? There is no way in hell I'm giving you that message now." Standing Jashin brushed past the woman, walking a short distance to the captain's cabin, and stripping off his clothes down to his underwear, threw said clothes through the door and towards the Jedi. "Because, and interrupt me the second this doesn't sound right, I come here with a simple message, and immediately upon landing SITH ATTACK. So, you know, I do the decent thing and launch my ship towards it. I mean, I'm not a dick, right? Hell, it was a crappy ship. But, it completely misses, and hits said pirate ship." Jashin knocked a hand against a bulkhead for emphasis. "And explodes not only my ship, but my new ship. So, now I owe MORE credits to a Hutt, had to kill all of his men lest they get to dry land, regroup, and proceed to kill ME. OH. But I forgot something!" Jashin sat up from his bed, and gestured widely, a half crazed smile on his face. "I forgot! After flinging said ship at said pirate ship, what with SITH attacking left and right - I flee the battlefield, my meager belongings - my crates - in tow. On my raft of precious cargo, I float away. Alas! A woman begins to drown, and, again - me being NOT a dick - I go and save her. AHA! But when I turn around and begin to swim back, YOUR boat EXPLODES, and all of my belongings, everything I own in this meager life, EXPLODES. OHO. But wait, there's more! I come back to land, and ANOTHER Sith, some half giant, half demon Zabrak dude, comes out of NOWHERE, and is about to cut me DOWN. Does your fugitive friend intervene? OH NO. Not at all. It's the fracking girl I saved who comes in and saves my skinny ass!"
Jashin paused then to take a breath, leveling a finger at Raven, his eyes wide, and, frankly, appearing half insane. "So let me tell you how this is going to go down. First, I'll tell you just how important my message is. Gene Kenobi himself, whom I owe a life debt to, sent me on a mission across the fracking galaxy to find you and your fugitive friend. I've been to a dozen fracking planets, over four months, trying to track you down. Second, Dante Deveaux, my father - a Jedi who has been meditating in a fracking desert for TWENTY YEARS - this old kark thought this message was so important, that he ended his meditation exile, and joined forces with Gene. Why, you ask? Well that's contained in my message. And I doubt very much you can get ahold of either of them to hear it direct from them - because them being unreachable is ALSO apart of my message." Jashin leaped from his bed, and onto a nearby table, leveling a trembling finger at the woman, practically dancing on the table, wearing not but his underwear. "SO. You will pay me credits. One hundred thousand credits. And I will relay said message. You don't, and I swear to Jatayus, God of commerce, that I will karking go to Zeltros for six months, let Gene find me, and carefully explain to him just why I spent said months blowing Tenho root and buying hookers! Got it?!"
The rant was over, the accumulated frustration from being dumped in a lake, being repeatedly assaulted, losing his belongings, his ship, and more - having finally boiled over and left his body - left Jashin physically drained. Climbing off the table, walking over to his bed, Jashin laid down, pulled the covers over him, and muttered to the woman tiredly. "Get the hell out Jedi. Get me my credits by morning. Or, no deal." And, with that, jashin went to bed.
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Post by Raven Alora on Nov 2, 2016 16:58:25 GMT -8
Raven ignored the curious insectoid as he started lifting a body from the floor, though the Jedi did note the creature's strength, which was well hidden in his spindly structure. She knew how deceptively strong Kobok could be and really didn't feel like angering him. Besides- she already had one super angry sentient yelling at her. Luckily, Alora was very good at following people who spoke the language of rage.
She watched passively as he removed his wet cloths and threw them in her direction. She just listened to his frustrated story, which, frankly, was very frustrating in deed. The man had lost quite a lot of his personal belongings- and even when things were going the absolute opposite of his way, and he had a chance to escape, he had gone back to save Sinina from drowning.
Alora hadn't met him in the beginning like Sinina and Farris did- but she could already tell that, the man, though very rough around the edges- when in a pinch, would probably do the right thing- maybe- perhaps- there was some small chance. And that was enough for her.
A small, sympathetic smile came to her face- even though he wouldn't see it with his blanket covered head.
You really have had it rough today. She said- her voice inexplicably kind and even soothing to some people. It would be a shame to wast all those experience, and all that time just trying to find us- only to leave your mission incomplete.
She sighed slightly and shook her head. But now isn't the right time. Sorry for bothering you. She said it very sincerely. It wasn't like Jashin was lying, and really, Raven wouldn't wish the kind of day he had on anyone. He absolutely needed rest. Turning to walk away, she paused, adding one last thing. If I can help you at all- just ask. You've come far enough to earn that much.
She knew he'd probably shout something like "Fix my ship!" or something, as she walked away- but she really didn't mind. She wanted the sentiment to be there, just so that he would know- when his senses returned to him, that she was not his enemy, and she really did want to help him.
After leaving the ship- She jogged the short distance to the Wayward Son, and ran up the ramp- to her quarters on the ship. After pulling the door opened, she walked past the tantalizing bed, and grabbed her pack, stuffing the jedi robes she'd balled up in the corner, within it. Then she carefully made her way inside the Villa, squinting at the light. It was a big contrast from the night outside.
Trailing her hand along the wall she found an unlocked door and thanked the force it was an empty room. Closing the door behind her- she slipped off the now tattered remains of a shirt. Her mind was still spinning from all that had happened just over the past three days. She wanted to sleep- to be alone again, just for the night. Stepping into the shower, she let the hot water melt her muscular tension and the steam sweep away her worries, at least for now. She liked abnormally hot showers for some reason.
The happenings on the small island came rushing back to her and she pressed her head against the shower wall while the steaming water rolled down her back. What was she thinking.
Memories of Stone- the man who claimed he loved her, only to use that empathetic link to his advantage, to use her as a powerful ally against those she had called friends. The memory brought back the feeling of her mind drifting away into the darkness, and how little she could do to stop it. Taung H'rell's stoic face as she asked him to kill her if she became a threat, and the cold glint in his eye as she stared down the barrel of his weapon from several yards away- the understanding that he would have shot her. Because of her empathy- because she could not control it.
And was she really any different now? Just recently she had felt so overwhelmed just by being around these people- most of them considered allies, and she doubted her ability to handle another relationship like the one Adieumus wanted to pursue with her. He said he was willing to sacrifice his way of life for her- but she knew that then, he wouldn't be Adieumus Matango. Was it really love, to completely change a person?
Or was it selfishness?
Was she selfish?
Even though she had told him, she wanted him to remain himself- he would still know and understand how his actions would effect her. Even subconsciously the man would be driven to protect her- if not from her enemies- from himself.
The thoughts spiraled downward, until she felt her breath come in short gasps and slowly she turned off the water, backing against the far wall and flinching at how cold the shower tile was against her back. The mark on her chest had started to glow with the darker memories coursing through her mind- and it burned, much more than the water had. With a sharp gasp of air, she felt the thing pulsate and grow- just slightly, like a parasite slowly, gently devouring her alive. Eventually, she supposed- something had to be done about it. Uneasily she staggered out of the shower and rummaged through her pack on the floor. Finding another set of less formal robes, she eagerly put on the dry clothes, careful to cover the dark markings covering her chest. Thankfully, they had started to flicker down, fading back to black like normal. Sitting on the bed, she fumbled with her damp hair, and finally managed to work it into a braid down her back. Gently touching her chest, she winced and lay back on the bed, regulating her breathing to a more steady level.
Sitting up slowly, she figured she should go find Sinina, and see if she could finish mending her knee....at least before Farris had a chance to yell at her for injuring it again. Then-, then she could sleep. Slipping out into the hall, Raven started looking for the Echani woman, figuring she'd be with the much more noticeable Zabrak.
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Post by Agent Dominion on Nov 2, 2016 19:12:04 GMT -8
Rebooting. As if she was a computer. A machine. Dominic guess that that was what the First Order was going for in the long run. A computer to see the future, to help their goals. Funny how even something that powerful, even if it was possibly distracted by this group, still fell. Even if it was in it's prototype stages, it should have seen all this happening. He knew know that there were two sides to the machine. There was Anna, and the computer. Maybe Anna really was holding the other back in order to escape. Or maybe they both wanted to die, to be buried like Dominion's mission intended.
Watching her move and roll onto her back was... pitiful, to say the least. She was like a newborn, weak and slow moving, unsure of what exactly her body was doing but trying to accomplish a goal with it. But she seemed happy to finally move on her own, rather than be carried around everywhere. Good to not have to depend on anyone. To be self-sufficient. Even with all the drawbacks in presents. Not having a partner.
They started talking about how much of her was artificial and what was still organic. Apparently she had somebodies eyes now. That must feel weird. "I guess I can just, move to another room." He flashed a brief smile at Anna, then would leave and search for another room for the night.
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Post by Loki on Nov 3, 2016 18:15:55 GMT -8
"I know a thing or two about right and wrong Sinina." Loki said solemnly. "So far I have done four things right in my life." He said as they entered the Villa. "I saved you and your family, I killed Kanadeus, I saved Anna, and I listened to you." He said seriously. "But the wrong I have done far outweighs any good I've done. Rage is who I am. But I cannot direct it at those who did not earn it, that is why saving that pirate was the right thing to do." As he turned a corner and saw Dom leaving a room. "Stay boy." Loki said menacingly as Dom retreated out the door. "In you go Sinina, Farris is in there, with Anna." Loki said with a gentle nudge towards the door.
"Dominic, we need to talk, I know you are no doctor, you fought a Knight of Ren to a standstill, the only non force users who could possibly do that are Mandolorian bounty hunters, or Sith Agents, which is it?" Loki said looking down at the young man. "I don't think its Mando, do you?" Loki pulled up his sleeve to reveal the tribal mark of general Mandlorian embossed on his forearm. "For I am one by honor and virtue." Loki said pointedly. "So, this will go two ways, you talk, or I search." Loki said dropping his sleeve and tapping his temple to reinforce what he meant by search. |
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Nov 3, 2016 18:45:09 GMT -8
At first Farris was going to protest, but seeing that Dominic really didn't do any unpacking, and there were plenty of rooms in the Villa, The polydroxol figured it would be best not to move the girl until he was sure her neurological structure was working properly.
Thank you doctor.
Farris said with a coy smile as Dominic left.
Good night Dominic,
Anna said quietly, turning her head to look at the retreating form of the agent. She gave him a small smile, and then, he was gone.
With some effort, she turned so she could see Farris more fully. When do you think I'll be able to walk? She asked, eagerly.
Not yet.
The Polydroxol said fermly. He put a small smile on his face and closed up his box before sighing and looking down at her.
Let me put something on those burns and then, you should get some sleep.
He said gently, taking the small medical bag he had kept with him and pulling out some bacta patches. Thankfully he was able to raid the facility's med closet before it blew up. Helping her stay upright, he started applying them to the lancing burns spiderwebbing across her already fragile skin. I think we're going to Theed tomorrow. He said, rolling her over onto her stomach again. I'll see if I can pick you up something...different to ware. I know you're probably tired of that suit. It wasn't exactly designed to be comfortable.
Finishing with medicating the Seer's burns, he helped her lay back down and sighed a tired sigh. Now get some sleep. We'll work on moving more and getting some actual food in you tomorrow.
With that- the Polydroxol helped her under the blankets, only to turn quickly when Loki gently shoved Sinina in the room. Farris peered down at the girl and looked at Loki with a stern expression. Finally he spoke to Sinina.
What did you do...?
He signed slightly and grabbed a chair. Come on, sit down. Let's have a look.
And now that everyone was either asleep on the ship, or inside the Villa, Pisces finally felt it was safe to leave the ship without getting choked to death, or punched, or delimbed or ...well other things. No one was paying attention to the subtle splashes of dismissed pirates as they went deep diving to find eternal treasure. The Kobok was very good at making sure they wouldn't return to the surface. Absolutely nothing remained on them, and in the cargo hold- He'd managed to sort through everything, ranging from shabby clothes to several weapons in good condition. Finally satisfied with his work, Pisces checked on Argo, before finding his previous quarters and prying the door opened. He trilled in sorrow. Everything in the room was dripping with lake water.
Suddenly he got an idea, and would have blinked in realization except he had no eye lids. Quickly skittering around his rather cramped quarters (no one really considered him very important on this ship...until now!) and scampered to a different, now unoccupied room. The most important part was, how dry it was, and...that it was quite a lot bigger. He recalled the particularly cruel Nicto who resided here once before, and clicked a chuckle to himself when he thought about where the man was sleeping now.
Content, Pisces set his things down and flopped onto the cot- his cot....not the dead pirate's- his.
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