Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Errin was surprised when Chuka offered him his forearm. Without hesitation, he clasped his own hand to the older warriors forearm, returning the shake. "I'll follow, vod. You've both earned my respect and you are both honorable. I've much to learn of our people's ways, and I hope to do so by helping you and your clan." Under the his helmet, his buy'ce, Errin grinned. He was happy to have found a party of people. Hunting alone was never fun.

He released his grip on his newly found comrade's arm and began to enter the ship, muttering under his breath: "Oya" (Let's hunt)

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · Apr 14, 2017

Hoth Orbit (cloaked)

HK Fifty

Delrick maintained a neutral expression through the whole monologue, although internally he was smirking at Zerek's harassing actions. 'I need to remember to raise my security around that one.' "We both know that you and I are not concerned with republic security, because if they do somehow manage to trace that back to either of us, they will do nothing to an Imperial Agent, let alone a Sith Lord. And I have faith in the renegades ability to cover his tracks."

The ship shook and rattled softly as the thick atmosphere of the icy planet protested against the intrusion, although once through the auto pilot took over and began flying to coordinates that Zerek was also heading to.

The Grey Jedi steepled his dexterous and callused fingers as he patiently listened to the explanation of why even trying to save Why'nn was futile. 'This assumes the Force cannot heal the wounds you created.' Instead of ranting and growing angry, as some other parents or Jedi might, he sat and nodded. No emotions played across his face, which remained serene and neutral. "So why did you initiate this call? What do you want?" Delrick glanced at the status of the ships systems, ensuring the cloak was holding and not overheating, and that all traceable transmissions/emissions were being muffled or blocked.

The Imperial research and development department got a good number of things incorrect on most projects, but they got this ship built to unequaled standards, and costs.
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Dantooine

Wintermute

folclor

Chuka grasped the forearm firmly, nodding his acceptance. It was then one of the pilots called out from the boarding ramp. "Vi cuyir tsikala ruus'alor." (We're ready sergeant.)

"Vi oya'karir!"(We hunt!) Speaking loud enough for the pilot to hear while still looking to his new hunting partner. "We'll send you the coordinates, and we'll discuss a plan enroute." Keeping his iron like grip, the older warrior shook Errin's once before turning to his ship, and once Illya was onboard, closed the ramp as the ship began lift off and ferrying them to their once comrade, Rylos. "Bic's a jate tuur par gar at ash'amur aruetii!" (It's a good day for you to die traitor!)

HK Fifty · Apr 15, 2017

Hoth Orbit (cloaked)

TommyGun15

T7-V8 did , indeed , respond with a sarcasm-filled quip , just as his Master had anticipated. "Your most insignificant desire is my most lofty goal , my glorious Master." With that , he plugged himself into his access port , and began doing as instructed - though he personally thought it foolish to respond to any form of communications coming from someone who was actively trying to kill or kidnap them all. Not to mention , it made more work for him. Surprisingly , it didn't take long to slice into the message and extract the requested information , and by the time the Gray Jedi had responded to the Sith's initial remarks , the droid could once again be heard whistling and beeping in the background. "Oh Master , I wish not to interrupt your divine matters with my so very insignificant presence , but I have completed the undertaking to which you set me upon. Our most diabolical and despised enemy is on the black , corrupt world of Kalee - though there is no feindish trickery to be found within the dark coding of his assuredly heinous entreaty."

TommyGun15 · Apr 15, 2017

Kalee (Nah-Iblen's Office)

HK Fifty

Nah-Iblen didn't seem to be fully listening to Delrick or the Droid. Instead he was staring at his hands, thinking to himself. Eventually he spoke again, but he seemed to be thinking out loud more than directly speaking to Delrick. "You know... I've never regretted the things I've done. The people I've tortured, killed, and eaten. I think about them, and I feel nothing. No... that's not true. I feel joy, an almost maniacal glee at the memory of their pain and suffering. And yet... something about that girl is different."

He leaned back in his seat. "Not that I'm trying to shift the blame, but in an indirect way this is your fault. You could've taken Why'nn with you when you fled Korriban, trained her in the ways of the Jedi or whatever path you follow, and she would've never met me. But instead you left her to Manara, and Manara introduced her to me. I remember the first time I showed her how to hold a knife, how to a man cause pain while keeping them alive. I recall the smile on her face when I'd paint her face red with blood, and she'd run around the torture chamber laughing about how she looked just like her mother. That was a good time."

Nah-Iblen sat up, chuckling softly. "You know what's funny about it though? Up until I betrayed her trust, when I broke her mind in two, I more of a father to her than you. You know, I still wonder how things might've gone if I hadn't done what I did. Maybe things would be different between Why'nn and I? But then, I suppose Sanguina would never have existed, and that is a scenario that I find equally distasteful."

His eyes turned back to the screen. "Now in know what you're thinking. It's that same thing that most force-users would think, both Jedi and Sith. You're thinking that somehow, the Force will solve your problem for you. But you know as well as I do that the Force has its limits. But we both know that the Force doesn't work miracles Delrick. It might allow one to manipulate the mind, but it cannot force to mind to work in ways it simply was not meant to. Illusion, persuasion, even total domination, all are just exploiting the existing systems of the mind to achieve the desired result. Like pressing buttons on a keyboard. But a mind that has fractured and split, that is something different entirely. Like I said, trying to forcibly remove Sanguina from or merge her with Why'nn will only cause your daughter further mental trauma."

Nah-Iblen gave Delrick a serious look. "For that reason, I once again caution you not to do this. I can assure you, I know exactly what I'm talking about when I say that only harm will come of it." Nah-Iblen began to scowl. "Unless you're so arrogant that you'd risk your own daughter for the sake of your own pride. If such is the case, then you're as much of a monster as I am."

Proletariat · Apr 15, 2017

folclor said:
Alderaan
Proletariat

"Okay... And what were you doing before you came to Alderaan? Working for anyone? What were you doing?" Though she got her answer, she was curious and would happily leave once he answered this last little bit. After all, she enjoyed knowing more. Knowledge was her favorite thing in the galaxy. If he could give her more of that, more of what she craved, she would be forever grateful, though she doubted he would care. In fact, if he got free he'd probably try to kill her.

Alderaan

"Statement: For every question you have asked me, I will add an additional hour to the amount of time your death will take," said the disgruntled droid. There was a pause before he continued, clearly he was considering what and how much to reveal. "Recollection: Before I came to Alderaan I was on Dathomir... I had just completed an assassination of a Sith Lord- for payment of course, not for free, no meatbag is my master."

Through the kinetic shield, the droid could see some sort of small furry organic speaking to the hideous tentacled beast of a Jedi. With the furball were two guards, neither looked too pleased about the situation. The Jedi stood in her path.

'What are the odds of two meatbags coming to visit me in one day? Something very suspicious about all of this...' The assassination droid thought to himself.

Clearly distracted, the droid only allowed one more sentence, "Recollection: I rode with my rusted progenitor to this blasted rock to seek out the Sith Lord who now owes me money for payment of services rendered"

Meanwhile
Rin turned to face the approaching Bothan, stepping directly into her path in the process of doing so. For a moment that lasted perhaps a dozen seconds too long, Rin and Ayessa stared one another down in the same way two distinct predators might when standing on opposites sides of a fresh carcass. The Bothan's fur shifted and stood on edge ever so slightly, in response Rin's lekku absorbed her emotional state and he received a sort of biofeedback that altered his own mood.

"Stand aside Jedi, my client is to be transferred to a local prison for his appeals court date next week!" Ayessa said, venom practically dripping off of her tongue

"Your client? A lawyer for an assassin droid?" Rin asked, surprised. "On what authority could you take this droid out of Alderaanian federal custody?" He probed.

Before he had even finished his question, she brandished a document in front of his face and interrupted. "Court order, this droid has been unlawfully detained, it needs to be sent to a holding location while further investigation is done by the Bureau of Internal Affairs. Now are you going to stand aside? Or shall I have you arrested for obstructing justice?"

Rin snapped in response, "It seems to me that you're the one on the wrong side of justice here. If you wish to have me arrested, I suggest you find someone else to do it for you." The Nautolan nodded to the men behind him. "These men would not attempt to subdue a Jedi Peacekeeper. Besides, if it is further investigation you require, I am currently in the process of doing just that."

The guards were looking particularly nervous at this point, none of them wanting to get in between the opposing forces at play.

The Bothan sighed and put her hands on her hips. "You damn Jedi, you think you're the final authority in the galaxy don't you? If the Bureau of Internal Affairs wants your help, they will contact you I'm sure. Though upon first impressions I don't think anyone would want to work with you. Now get out of my way, or I'll go back up that elevator and get one hundred guards who aren't pussies to come and arrest you!"

Although he was feeling anger beneath the surface of his cool facade, the mannerisms and resolve of this lawyer were different than any Sith lackey he had ever encountered. He could sense there was something beneath the surface that couldn't be found in others who adopted Sith ideology. After a long, intimidating, tense stare down, Rin turned his back to the Bothan and approached the intercom. ".....Atali, we have to leave..." Rin's voice broadcast inside of the holding cell only, he did not sound happy (even for Rin).

The two guards that were standing with the Jedi pressed some buttons on the holding cell console. The thin kinetic shield flickered a few times and then disintegrated. From inside the cell, the gunmetal assassin droid leaned his head to the side to stare out at the cell-block hallways clearly for the first time since his incarceration. This was definitely not standard protocol, something special was happening this time, he was sure of it.

folclor

HK Fifty · Apr 16, 2017

Alderaan

Alashar Beschatten surveiled a second trooper patrol , one composed of twelve of the armored soldiers in armor that appeared much more worn than the precious group. Also unlike that group , there was no banter from the troopers , no eager recruits needing to be dressed down by their more experienced overseers. Three of their number carried vibroswords , doubtless a cortosis composite designed to resist blows from a lightsaber like her own. The leader - which could've been a lieutenant , but was at the very least a sergeant-major - carried a hefty disruptor rifle. They were spread out more than their counterparts as well , providing each with a clear line of fire in the event of an ambush.

Better skilled , better led , and better equipped , but they'd fall the same as the others. The Miraluka's silver lightsaber sailed through the air and plunge itself into the chest of an Imperial with a medium repeating rifle , slicing another's head off as she recalled it to her hand - just in time to reverse the direction of the first volley of blaster bolts to be fired her way. These troopers were apparently knowledgeable of Jedi combat techniques , however , and had the presence of mind to dodge the bolts redirected their way. Many more of their bolts were simply too slow to catch the fast moving Jedi Shadow that was their target , and weren't redirected at all. The call for reinforcements was delivered earlier than before , but in a moment the unfortunate woman to have delivered the call - and the only trooper to speak - found herself clutching at a fatal wound across her torso , falling to the ground.

After managing to slice her way through three more troopers , still redirecting blaster bolts , before the three with Vibroswords decided to draw their blades and attempt to best her in Melee combat. The trio - two powerfully built males and an athletically built female - decided to encircle her , and try to overwhelm her with their numbers. She ducked under each of the thrusts and twisted around blaster fire directed her way (the other troopers , to their credit , did their best to avoid friendly fire , at the expense of all but a scarce few of their shots going wide) , cutting the legs out from under the legs of one of the males before blocking a diagonal slash from the female. It would take an expert swordsman to defeat even the weakest Jedi Knight , and for one to defeat a Shadow with Alashar's power they'd have to count themselves among the most elite duelists in the Galaxy. This female was , unfortunately , not among that group , and received a severed hand for her troubles. The Knight followed it by separating the woman's head from her shoulders , a blaster bolt whistling by her ear as she did so. This act enraged the second of the two males , who bellowed and foolishly charged in her direction , resulting with the Jedi's silver light saber bisecting him at the waist.

This left but three troopers , the patrol leader (who's rank she was still unsure of) , a heavy weapons specialist , and a corporal. The corporal's blaster was pulled out of his hands before he could fire another shot , and thrown at the heavy weapons specialist , who ducked it , only to be met by a lightsaber upon rising. The Patrol leader's solid disruptor beam was directed back into the wall , cutting a long furrow into it before it's barrel was severed and it's owner sharply force-pushed to the ground. The corporal rushed her with a virboknife , but she sidestepped him and delivered a deep , fatal cut running the length of his spine with her argent lightsaber. The man whose legs she had severed recovered his wits and fired two blaster bolts at her , which proved to be his death upon their redirection.

As the only one still drawing breath was the patrol leader , Alashar turned her attention to him to ask her all-important question. The impact of being force-pushed to the ground had knocked his helmet from him as well as his breath , and her holo-disk's light cast his hardened features in a pale blue glow. "Tell me all the information you know about this Sith Lord immediately, , dark side scum!" But the patrol leader laughed at her - an uneasy laugh , to be sure , but still a mocking one. "I'm not telling you anything , Jedi Whore! I've k-" The crack of the Miraluka's fist connecting with his nose interrupted whatever he was about to say. "You will tell me all you know of this man." Breaking this patrol-leaders mind proved to require much more effort than the heavy gunner's previously , but nevertheless she still managed to extract compliance. "All I know of him is that he was involved in some kind of air-skirmish with Republic Fighters recently , and was transported off planet soon after." It was information she already knew from the Cathar pilot , and so just as before her lightsaber plunged into his chest with force , killing the man. Staying true to her title , the Shadow disappeared just after she looked over the 'cleansed' Imperial Troopers. However , the fact that she was having no progress with her information gathering was quite worrying. 'I may have to target higher-ranking officials than I thought to learn what I wish to know of this Sith Lord..'

shadowstrikr25 · Apr 17, 2017

HOTH

TommyGun15

Zerek simply shrugged off Why'nn's response, letting his hand move back to the console. "Yeah, and it wasn't nice of you to shoot lightning on my ship. I'd say we're even." Given the circumstances around the lightning incidents, she might argue, but only one was self-defense. The other was a response to 09 being... 09. As he finally neared the coordinates, he parked his ship and stretched out a bit. "And now we just wait for Delrick to show up." As he stretched, he looked at the message that was sent to him, contemplating on how to respond.

After a few seconds, he turned and began walking towards his lounge, which contained a larger com unit. "I need to see what's up. Apparently Iblen wants to chat. I'll be back in a bit, probably after mocking him." And with that, he left to get to his lounge. Why'nn would be able to feel his Force presence surge, then drop back to almost nothing. If she looked onto the chair she previously occupied, she would find a ration bar sitting there.

It didn't take too long for him to get to his lounge and lock the door behind him. He made sure to have the security feed from the bridge streaming nearby so he wouldn't be caught off-guard if Sanguina showed up again. After checking to make sure his connection was encrypted, he joined in on the video call. "Hey Delrick, Shit-stain. I'm assuming you were trying to contact me for a reason other than swearing your eternal vengeance or whatever it is you Sith Lords do." As he spoke, Zerek looked rather annoyed, mostly because this was just not his day.

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · Apr 17, 2017

Hoth (cloaked)

shadowstrikr25

The Grey Jedi listened as the Sith Lord continued on about his history and theories on the mental state and its capacity. Noting that this was something of a confession, not that he needed one, but one that was being recorded anyways.
Midway through the ramblings a familiar thought crossed his mind, one that came up almost every time a Sith had the urge to show their self-aggrandized superiority. 'Is there a point to this? To this monologue?' As Zerek joined the holo-projections and interjected, the renegade received a curt nod as an acknowledgment of his presence.

When it seemed that the long winded Sith hag either finished speaking or merely stopped to take a breath Delrick asked. "You still have not answered my question: What do you want? Are you suggesting a trade? A deal? A cure?" Leaning closer as the ship's auto pilot flew closer to Zerek and the former hideout. "What is your point?"

TommyGun15 · Apr 19, 2017

Kalee (Nah-Iblen's Office)

HK Fifty

Nah-Iblen closed his eyes as Delrick again demanded to know what his purpose in calling was. "You wish to know my point? Very well then. The truth is, I currently find myself rather lacking in resources. Oh, if I spent every last credit I owned I could go after you, but such a thing would leave me in a financial position I could not hope to recover from. So rather than try force, I wish to attempt diplomacy."

Sitting up in his chair, Nah-Iblen looked directly into the monitor. "For the benefit of our present company, I will repeat the points I just made. You can't get rid of Sanguina without hurting Why'nn. Trying to merge their minds won't work unless both are truly willing, which means that mind tricks will be useless in that regard. Trying to remove Sanguina from Why'nn will result in irreversible psychological trauma to the girl. I cannot predict what exactly effects it might have, but schizophrenia, coma, or even the creation of further alternate personalities are all possible effects. So, I will offer you a deal.

"I'm not going to ask you to bring the girl to me. I know you won't agree to that, and I know Why'nn won't submit to it. Instead, I suggest you try to reason with Sanguina. I know that she's violent and uncooperative towards you at the moment, but that is due to the blatant contempt you've held for her since your first meeting. True she has some violent tendencies, but those are my fault. Sanguina's mind is relatively young, and because of this she is very trusting and naive. But she isn't a monster like I am. Well, not yet at least. As I said before, I could've said nothing and allow you to destroy your daughter's mind even further, but I find that thought... distasteful.

"So here is the offer I will make you. Rather than using the force to bash and tear away at your daughter's mind in the hopes that she'll turn into the sweet little child you abandoned, why don't you try getting to know her as she is? Both sides of her. Because despite her flaws, Sanguina wants nothing more than for her father to love her. If you'll agree to that... well I don't know what you want. Name a price. After all, I think that girl has suffered enough at the hands of people she's looked up to. Wouldn't you agree?"

shadowstrikr25 · Apr 19, 2017

HOTH

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Zerek followed along fairly easily. However, as he was both bored and irritated that Iblen just seemed to go on and on, he made the jerking-off gesture, not quite caring if anyone saw or not. As the Sith finally finished, Zerek sighed in relief and let his arm drop. "DAMN you can talk a while. My arm was getting tired. Is that all you guys do? I can see why it takes forever to get things done."

The renegade cleared his throat as he let loose a slightly shorter version of what Iblen said. "So... we can't forcibly delete her because reasons, you know we won't just hand Why'nn over, and you don't want her mind broken further. Keep it shorter next time. I need to stay awake y'know." Zerek stretched and yawned, either to make his point or because the monologue actually tired him.

After concluding his yawn, he scratched his head in mock confusion. "Now I may not be as... invested in this as either of you are, but I have picked up bits and pieces of what happened here and there. So why do you care if Why'nn gets more fucked in the head? Seems like that was your goal anyways, what with the torture and forced cannibalism and all. And her other personality tried to stab me and you told her to try and hijack my ship. I'm not exactly going to be nice anytime soon." Satisfied that he pointed out a contradiction, Zerek stood with his arms crossed, waiting on an exceptionally long-winded response from Iblen.

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · Apr 20, 2017

Hoth (cloaked)

HK Fifty

folclor

Delrick frowned inwardly at the simplicity Nah Iblen was using to describe the situation and at how was trying to wash himself of the blame for the problem he caused. 'You do not know the circumstances that lead to my leaving, I never abandoned my daughter.' Outwardly the Grey Jedi maintained a calm expression, listening with due respect, his right hand absently stroking the scar that ran along the right side of his face.

Delrick saw the hand motions Zerek was making, and while crude it seemed rather fitting. And while he may even agree with the implications of that gesture it would not serve any purpose to show that support at this time, but he did chuckle internally.

"He is not wrong. You are the cause of the disorder from which my daughter suffers. And you have setup a very irksome and difficult to reason with personality with a very aggressive view." His left hand moved to gently rub the stab wound Sanguina had given him as a sign of 'love'. "You have failed to explain anything that which we did not already know, though you did manage to give an explanation to this conversation. Thin as it may be." Delrick checked the heading and distance to where Zerek should be waiting, noting a ship on his scanners that matched the renegades. "But you are not in a position to bargain, so I fail to see why I should offer to agree to anything since I already had the information you were offering." His fingers resting near the button that would end the transmission. "So if you have nothing of value to offer, we would all very much if you would leave us be. For the rest of your life."

TommyGun15 · Apr 20, 2017

Kalee (Nah-Iblen's Office)

HK Fifty

Nah-Iblen smirked at Zerek's question of why he'd care if Why'nn suffered any more. "You aren't wrong. Honestly I've been wondering the same thing myself. When I figure that out, I'll try to let you know. Although I must give you credit, as unlike Delrick you aren't entirely incapable of listening."

Nah-Iblen sat back in his chair. "As for you Delrick, I have to ask something before you disconnect. How are you planning to brainwash the girl once you've isolated her? I noticed when that boy's force presence vanished. Does she even know he's dead? Despite the "help" you claim to be giving her, from what I've seen all you've done is separate her from everyone and everything she'd ever known. Sort of like what I did to her. I got her away from her mother and friends, exploited her trust to get her right where I wanted her, and then I molded her how I saw fit. So tell me, how is what you're doing any different?"

Nah-Iblen glanced at Zerek. "I assume you'll be killing him first of course. If not because he's a loose end, then because Sanguina fancies him. The droid that follows her around could probably be fooled into going along with it of course, although I wouldn't blame you for having a plan to kill him as well. The real question is, are you going to do it when Why'nn isn't around and say they had an "accident", or are you just going to wipe the memories from her mind afterwards?"

He knew that this probably wasn't going to endear him to them, but at this point the negotiations had fallen through anyways. Delrick was trying to save face by claiming he knew everything that Nah-Iblen had just said. If that was the case, then it meant that Delrick didn't care about the consequences if, really more like when, he failed. Nah-Iblen didn't feel too guilty about accusing Delrick of planning to murder Zerek and HK-50-01. There was a good chance he was at least partially right.

shadowstrikr25 · Apr 20, 2017

HOTH

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Delrick's elaboration of his questions got Zerek to roll his eyes. "Way to state the obvious, oh wise master. Even if I disagree on him never showing up again. I'd like to bash his face in." He accentuated his declaration with a cracking of knuckles, looking a little surprised. "Hey, they actually cracked for once! It's the little things." A small smile formed on his face as he appreciated the cooperation of his joints.

With Iblen's statements meant to butter him up, Zerek chuckled. "Easy there, buy me a drink before sucking my dick." After letting out another chuckle his face went dead serious. "And don't fucking call me again unless you're asking to die, because I will gladly oblige that request. Or you can stay far away. Up to you, really." He ended that particular statement with a shrug. As much as he wanted to kill Iblen, he wasn't going to go out of his way.

However, at Iblen's idea of sowing dissent in the ranks, Zerek started laughing. "Wow, that's got to be one of the worst attempts to get someone paranoid I've seen in a while. If he wants to keep me quiet, he can just pay me. I don't exactly have a death wish." While he knew that if Delrick wanted to kill him he could do so with ease, he preferred to act like he had things figured out just to annoy others. "Although I don't think she's into me anymore. For the best, really. Not a fan of cutting." At this point he trusted Delrick to not murder him instantly and have a civil conversation so they could work out a way for him to keep quiet and live, even if some of Iblens other statements raised questions.

HK Fifty · Apr 21, 2017

Hoth (cloaked)

TommyGun15

T7-V8 was rather aware of the fact that his statement went unnoticed. Perhaps , were it the first time such an event had taken place , he would've given his Master a wearily sarcastic rant. By this point , however , such an event was a commonality , and he didn't care to regain the Grey Jedi's attention. Instead , he simply muttered quietly , quiet enough that he doubted anyone heard him. "My presence is so insignificant when placed betwixt these dietic beings that I shall forever be unnoticed." 'But at least I won't be laden with more tasks.' While he did listen to the conversation , he didn't put much of his processing ability into analyzing it. So long as it didn't directly effect him and his seemingly ever-growing list of tasks , it held little of import for the astromech. After all , even if his Master chose to dispatch the thief and the girl's droid , he was comfortable in his belief that there was very little reason to do the same to him.

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · Apr 21, 2017

Hoth (cloaked)

sheesh

Delrick shook his head at the fragile attempt to claim the upper hand in a failed negotiations. "Why would I need to brainwash my daughter?" He let that question hang in the air for a moment before continuing. "As to telling Why'nn about Connor I have not yet, not that it matters to you." He looked to Zerek at the feeble attempt to sow division. "I have no need to threaten or buy anyone's silence. He has my trust," Looking back to Nah. "If he didn't, my daughter would not be aboard his ship and he would not remember meeting me or her." The Grey Jedi inclined his head and ended the transmission, his holographic figure quickly fading in front of the Sith.

If anyone happened to look outside Zerek's ship they would have seen a blowing wind swirl and ebb lose snow and ice, and possibly heard a higher then normal whine, just before the side of the plateau cracked and started to cave in and crumble, however if they kept watching they would see the inside of a hanger behind the falling snow and ice. Into which the whirling swirling wind quickly entered.

The Tythian Shadow touched down in the hanger that had been home for so long. Once the shutdown was finished the cloak shimmered out of existence as a landing ramp lowered.

Delrick turned to T7, his ever faithful if not sassy astromech, and lightly tapped his cranial unit. "Thank buddy, your help is always appreciated. We're safely back on Hoth, all too soon it would seem." A smile crossed his face as he stood. "I hope you enjoyed your time without tasks, because I need you to check the cloak and see if anything's out of spec. After that you can do as you please until I have need of you."

Walking to the airlock he picked up the com unit and called Zerek. "There's plenty of room in the cave that you probably noticed just fell open." The man walked out into the cold air, folding his arms into the sleeves of his robes, waiting for the renegade to enter the hanger, when it was he would go and greet them, anxious to see his daughter again.

The doors would shut after his ship was in. In truth this was an old outpost used by the old guardians of the temple not far from here. The same one, most likely that the freighter captain had been drawn to. Delrick would need to see to him sooner rather then later.

Reaching out through the Force he sent a telepathic message. 'We will see each other soon.'

HK Fifty · Apr 22, 2017

Hoth (cloaked)

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

T7-V8 had just been about to roll off for the cargo hold , the conversation over , when his Master tapped him on the flat dish that constituted his cranial unit. The praise was rather pleasing , even if he wasn't sure if the Gray Jedi had heard the information he had gathered from the message - and even if he hadn't , it wasn't as if the droid was prone to repeating himself. But , of course , it was followed with yet another task for him to complete - just as he thought he was free , too! "Oh yes master , that golden time was glorious indeed. It shall forever be remembered. But alas , all the most glorious things come to a bitter end , and so your most devout servant is ordained to continue his holy tasks. I shall complete this new trial with zeal and fervor befitting one such as I , one so greatly rewarded by thee , my most gracious and divine Master." When his Master left , he left immediately for the maintenance hatch leading towards the cloaking device's power core , and began the work of analyzing it for any abnormalities.

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Hoth (cloaked)

HK-50-01 nervously waited in the main hold. He desperately wished to hear from his Mistress , or at the very least learn of her current status. At several points he considered walking into the bridge unbidden , as the Astromech had , but chose to avoid what he saw as something to gain him the former Jedi's Displeasure. And so , waiting , he continued to grow gradually more anxious. By the time he felt the ship land , he was nearly trembling.

Luckily , then , that was when Why'nn's father finally was finished with his business and came strolling by him. Oh-One very quickly came to walk directly alongside him , asking questions in a half-excited , half-troubled voice. "Query : Is Mistr-Miss Why'nn alright Sir? Nothing terrible happened to her , correct? I hope nothing has , I really hope nothing has.. I can't wait to see her , she has to be alright , doesn't she? I can't wait to see her sir , I love her and I hope she's alright.. she is alright isn't she?"

sheesh · Apr 23, 2017

Korriban

folclor

If mental face palms were a thing, Eek probably would've done about thirty of them in a row. He probably should've guessed the droids wouldn't have any sort of healing agents [aside from disinfectant]. He held the threat to legitimacy, and also noted that he needed to refer to her as 'Darth' instead of 'Lord'. He held his hands up and leaned back into his seat as a gesture of apology and retreat. "Apologies, Darth Kaen."

folclor · Apr 28, 2017

Alderaan

Proletariat

Atali smiled. "Thank you, HK-51-6P! I hope your time isn't all sad and carnage!" She turned and walked away, going to her master's side. Happily, she nodded to the others there. "Hello!" She turned to Rin. "All right, Master. I'm ready to go. Sorry for taking so long." The girl almost bounced with excitement. Oh, she couldn't wait to tell him what she'd found out!

Hoth

shadowstrikr25

Why'nn wanted to know what was taking so long, but she didn't try to follow Zerek, nor did she eat the ration bar he left for her. Now wasn't the time for eating. They were on Hoth and while she found it comforting that she'd see her father again, she felt lost at the moment. And why shouldn't she? Mother was gone, she didn't know where Connor was, there was still that annoying thing in her mind, and she still couldn't use her legs. Hopefully all of that would be fixed. Well, Mother couldn't come back but the rest could be fixed. She was sure of it.

Korriban

sheesh

TommyGun15

"Good. You know your place." A cruel smile spread across the Pureblood's face. "We will be going to Dromund Kaas and, from there, begin tracking a worthy opponent for my apprentice. When he is healed the two of you will be his amusement. However... I wouldn't mind having another apprentice as well. If you impress me enough there may be a place for you at my side."

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · Apr 28, 2017

Hoth Hidden cave

HK Fifty

sheesh

Delrick kept his senses open in case the unknown force sensitive freighter pilot reached out.

After hearing T7's comments the Grey Jedi thought to himself. 'I really need to rewrite that little droids personality codes at some point.'

But it was 01 that drew his attention away from that train of thought. "Why'nn is alive and for the most part alright," He turned and placed a hand on the class four droid's shoulder. "But because of Nah Iblen, she currently cannot walk." Delrick smiled just then, it was a kind and reassuring smile. "But I have a feeling that that won't be a problem for long." He did not want the sensitive droid to worry over much. "I, and Why'nn, need you to be strong and supportive. No whimpering or coddling. Help her get better, stronger, but help her when she needs it."

Delrick could sense the wavering emotions coming from his daughter. He reached out to her, to help comfort her and reassure her.

HK Fifty · Apr 29, 2017

Hoth Hidden Cave

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

For a moment HK-50-01 seemed so relieved that he would enfold the Gray Jedi in one of his characteristic hugs , his photoreceptors turning sharply green. But when he heard his Mistress was unable to walk , he whimpered in the piteous manner that so often his previous Mistress had grown displeased with him for. For a moment he seemed as if he was about to have a breakdown , his photorecepors the deep purple signaling such an event while his frame visibly shook. The hand on his shoulder had little effect , indeed even being enfolded in an embrace and having his back gently stroked would've done little to ease his alarm. He had failed Why'nn - Why'nn , the one , single person who had always loved him without condition - in a nigh- ultimate way. What sort of loyal servant was he? Did he even deserve to consider himself one , or was he truly no different than his brother?

The assertion that the catastrophic error appealed to the droid - and did stave off a complete breakdown from happening just then - but he kept shaking , his thoughts continually cycling around the idea of his complete failure. It wasn't until Delrick gave him a direct order , one that the metallic servant saw as a path to redeeming himself , that he ceased the shaking and sobbing that was so common to him. "Strong affirmation : Yes Sir. I shall be strong , stronger than Mandalorian Iron - Mistress Why'nn needs me to be , and I shall never again fail her as I have this day." Yes , he'd do just that , exactly that , down to the very letter. And while his submissive posture and pale-yellow photoreceptors still belied the ebony droid's fearful history and skittish nature , in those same features a fierce dedication could be seen - there could be little doubt he'd do his very best to be everything Why'nn and her father required him to be.

Wintermute · May 1, 2017

Dantooine

Grim Wraithe Stjerna

Errin boarded his ship as the mandalorian couple did. Sitting down in the pilots seat, he thumbed the controls and the ship hummed to life, displays and charts of all sorts flickering until they remained solidly illuminated. He grabbed hold of the joysticks that gave him control of the vessel and lifted off, following Chukas ship. He wasn't exactly aware of where they were going, he just knew it had something to do with Chukas clan, and he was more than willing to help his newfound brothers in arms. He activated the comm channel between his ship and the other and sent a message through.
"I'm on your six, vod. Where exactly are we going?"

Grim Wraithe Stjerna · May 1, 2017

Dantooine

Wintermute

folclor

Chuka had moved to the bridge and began reviewing the star system they were headed for as he sent the coordinates to Errin. "We're heading here." The image of the only viable location appears in a translucent blue-green projection. "This space station is where the signal came from."

The pilots worked together in a fluid and efficient manner, the ship quickly jumped into hyperspace.

"We're going after a former comrade, a Aruetyc chakaar!" (Traitorous scumbag) Chuka looked to Illya, knowing she felt the same as he. "And he'll be expecting the two of us at least. But not two ships. I'm open to ideas."

Grammatic · May 1, 2017

Ryols dragged the blade in his hand across the sharpening stone, the metallic hiss filling the small room. His helmet sat on a desk nearby, discarded for the moment. He knew he would be needing it shortly, along with all the weapons and equipment he had. What was about to happen was no small thing, and he wasn't entirely certain he would survive.

But he WOULD fight.

It will end HERE.

A chime at the door brought him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the door for a moment, before speaking. "Enter." The door slid open, revealing one of his men in full armor standing on the other side. "Sir, we are receiving a message from Darth Trakus. He wishes to inform us he is going to be indisposed for quite some time. He has a mission he must undertake. When we are done here, he asks to meet us at these coordinates." The warrior handed Ryols a small datapad, and he quickly looked it over.

"That is deep space...what could he possibly want out there? Have a ship prepped. When we are done with my Talyc Aliit, we will head to these coordinates."

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Dromund Kaas

Antherion walked down the ramp, his cloak dragging behind him slightly. Rain continued to pour down around him as he made his way to the waiting shuttle, preparing to take him to his ship in orbit. He needed to depart Kaas City, matters elsewhere drew attention. As well, a request from a...friend had spurred him into action.

As he climbed aboard the shuttle, he made his way to the cockpit. "Pilot, inform the captain that I want the ship to be underway within the hour." The pilot briefly glanced back at the Dark Councilor, nodding his head as he opened a channel to the Neverborn Dreadnought in orbit. "What is the destination, my lord?"

"Kalee."

TommyGun15 · May 1, 2017

Kalee (Nah-Iblen's Office)