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Mar 27, 2016 16:59:25 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Mar 27, 2016 16:59:25 GMT -8
Sinina moves a bit closer, seeing weapons drawn, she undoes a clip on her skirt of her dress, and spins around a couple of the people around, her skirt flaring up and she grabbed the bottom hem, quickly securing it so that it was now only knee length instead of ankle length. She grabbed for two lightsaber hilts, that were tucked there, hidden in spots of the skirt that would have been the inside of the skirt before she put it up, as she moves closer to where everything was going on, she wasn't sure of what the matter was but she wanted a better look and to be ready to defend herself in case things got out of hand. Her silver gaze going over each person she thought to be involved, analyzing everything. She'd always been told to stop being so curious and get in the middle of things, but she couldn't really help herself.
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Mar 27, 2016 18:45:27 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Mar 27, 2016 18:45:27 GMT -8
Loki reaches out and wraps his massive arms around the girl, holding her close, tight enough to keep hold of her but not tight enough to hurt. “Easy child, that is your father.” He says quietly, winking at Adi as she struggles against his chest. Loki turns towards the voice speaking to them wondering who it could be. Noticing it was the Mandolorian from the ship he sighs as he’s instructed to “escort” Adi somewhere. “I’ll be damned if I escort this nerf herding sorry excuse of a fugitive anywhere he doesn’t want to go to.” Loki said simply, almost in a growl as for Adi he turned back to him still holding his daughter. “Where do we need to go to get you off…” Loki sighed as he saw up the street four security speeders and guards running along slowly. “We have company..”
On the Wayward Son, Raxxie was patched into noncoms live feed and she almost burst out crying in exasperation as she saw Adi, the strange Zabrak with a girl in his arms, and the approaching security forces. “What have they done now?!” She mumbled angrily to her self and watched helplessly. “Noncom, what the kriff is going on out there?! Give me a sitrep now!” She said a tad harshly.
Loki was still looking over his shoulder when he noticed a young female form of mixed species, with her dress hiked up and seeming battle ready, she looked so familiar, he reached out and touched her with the force, almost expecting to feel Zadea again, instead he feels once more that aura of one of the twins, inside he smiles at the sight, my how she had grown..perhaps saving them that day on Mustafar had been a good and glorious thing he had once done in his life. Shaking his head Loki looks back at the security forces slowly approaching. “Adi, what do we do, you’ve been here longer than us..what’s the plan, we all saw what happened at Dantooine..We don’t want that to happen again, not here..though a little blood bath might be fun.” Loki whispered to him self forgetting the young girl in his arms.
“Noncom, do not let Adi or that Zabrak engage the security forces, we do not want a repeat of what happened at Dantooine, not at all!” She said her panic from the ship growing. Wondering if she should send the others out, perhaps they could handle it peaceably, perhaps Adi could use one of those Jedi tricks on them and it would all be okay
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Mar 27, 2016 19:24:14 GMT -8
Post by E`yame Matango on Mar 27, 2016 19:24:14 GMT -8
When her katana plans got thwarted, she grabbed a piece of glass from her pocket and held it at his throat. "I HATE YOU" she screamed when suddenly huge arms wrapped around her and pulled her away from her father, making her drop her piece of glass. She started to wiggle, grabbing the piece of glass she made into a knife she let it leave her fingertips and watched it fly right by her fathers face. She stared in astonishment as it flew past him and on to the ground. She never missed, ever. "Hello I can't breathe in here" She heard Zee say and tried to get out of the zabraks arms. She made her arm move to elbow him in the gut, hoping to get him to let her go for even a second. "He is no father to me" E`yame scoffed and relaxed into the zabraks arms knowing her words would hurt more. "He is just a DNA donor" she said glaring at him, she spotted the security heading their way and looked back at her father. "Later..." she started to say before hearing "Seriously, can't breathe" She struggled to get out of the zabraks arms to free Zee and let him breathe. She would face her father later, when she had full movement. She knew that now was not the time or place. Something just took over and she snapped.
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Mar 27, 2016 19:37:31 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Mar 27, 2016 19:37:31 GMT -8
Loki stifles a chuckle and loosens his hold, not enough to allow escape but enough for the small voiced creature to breathe properly. "Though I shouldn't relax, if you were talking you can breathe, creature." Loki said snidely eyeing the ever advancing security force and inching towards Noncom to hand off Adi's spawn. |
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Mar 27, 2016 19:58:34 GMT -8
Post by Adi on Mar 27, 2016 19:58:34 GMT -8
First, a shard of very sharp glass was at his throat, and the next thing he knew, E`yame was pulled away from him. Everything was happening very quickly, and it was beginning to get overwhelmingly confusing. As Loki dragged Eya back, another of the glass 'knives' flew right by Adi's head, singing through the air at an extremely fast clip. He barely had time to dodge it, and if he wouldn't have, it would have caught him right in the eye.
Thankfully, he was quick enough to move before that happened. Man....she was -really- pissed off. She actually made contact, and drew a trickle of blood that ran down his cheek.
Whew, that was REALLY close...
The words she spoke as she was dragged away, they tore at him, ripping his already damaged heart into a million pieces. She had no idea the struggle it was to keep her safe, along with everyone else. The words literally stopped him in his tracks. He wanted to scream back at her, to tell her that he was gone to keep her safe...to keep her from having to experience the things he did growing up....but the words would not come. He didn't have the strength to tell her how much he truly loved her...that he stayed away to keep her from getting hurt. He just couldn't bring himself to tell her all the things he had to do in order for her to live in relative peace and quiet on Honoghr.
And she hated him for it.
Sirens broke through his foggy thoughts, and the Arkanian growled. He heard the words spoken about his outburst on Dantooine, but he really didn't care at this point. He was really getting sick of security forces, and their interference in everything he tried to do. This was a simple family matter, one that was actually done and over with at this point.
He had to get the others out of here. It was Adi they wanted.
"Loki, take Eya and go with the Bucket Bunny. I'll cover you.
I promise to behave. I won't kill anyone...this time."
The black-bladed saber screamed to life, and Matango turned toward the oncoming security forces...intent on covering the escape of his friends.
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Mar 27, 2016 20:20:12 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Mar 27, 2016 20:20:12 GMT -8
Sinina frowns hearing speeders approaching. She wanted time to figure out if it was actually someone familiar. She bites her lip and replaced her sabers. She let her skirt fall back how it was, and turns away. She rips the sleeve of her dress, and disheveled her hair. She moves away from the scuffle a bit and calls to the approaching guards. She messed herself up abit before calling out to them.
Hellp! Help! That man robbed me! You have to catch them!
She had faked tears many times before to get what she wanted. She pointed off away from where the Zabrak was and waits for them to go off that way in chase of her phantom pickpocket. She waits for them to be gone before heading back in the way of the Zabrak to see if she could figure out who he was, she wipes her eyes and walks back that way.
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Mar 27, 2016 21:33:20 GMT -8
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Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Mar 27, 2016 21:33:20 GMT -8
NCO watched, and listened, as events played out. In response to Raxxie, NCO simply replied. SNAFU Raxxie, get ready for a hot extraction, just in case. He returned his focus to the approaching security and the reactions of the rest of the group. On the bright side, things were playing out as well as he had expected, on the dark side, NCO expected the worst possible outcome in any given situation. He sighs as Raxxie scream at him to keep Adi and Loki from engaging the Security forces, and Adi decides to call him a bucket bunny... the man was so immature it was almost painful just standing next to him. As Loki edged closer NCO took several steps away, he was very interested in avoiding close quarters combat. Then Just as NCO was about to take steps to pull Adi out of the fray forcibly, someone else stepped in, and NCO held his fire, barely. There were to many unknowns to have be dragging Adi's ass around town, even in a speeder.
NCO watched as things seemed to settle down bit, and then tried reason one more time, just in case anyone happened to be listening this time, though he doubted anyone besides Raxxie was. He was careful to maintain his distance from anyone, though as things settled down he lowered his carbine to point towards the ground once more. He kept an eye out for the interloper who'd been kind enough to distract security, for now. NCO only hoped to be else when they returned, which wouldn't be very long.
Anything else you like to do before getting us all into yet another bind Captian? What the kriff are you doing here anyway?
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Post by Raven Alora on Mar 28, 2016 20:15:54 GMT -8
Raven didn't know those Adieumus felt, but she did feel his tension building, no matter how hard he tried to cover it up with humor. Looking up at him, as they began to walk, she gave him a reassuring smile.
Hey- Who ever you run into, I've seen you face impossible odds, including yourself.
Her words of wisdom stopped there as a grin spread across her face.
And if it's me you're worried about. I'm very good at either hiding under park benches- or cutting people's knee caps with lightsabers.
Raven nodded, ushering him forward and tagging along beside him. Though her eyes were almost closed- like normal, her thin, light force presence reached out in ripples, searching for anything that would hinder their progress. As it turned out- something struck her like a void, a well of dark energy and at first she felt like it might be the same immortal creature she'd seen back on Yavin. For that brief second, Alora froze- snapping out of it and quickly trotting to keep up with the larger man's stride. This presence was different, and not at all familiar. Taking in, and letting out a breath of air, the Jedi master centered herself- wondering if looking so much like a Jedi was really in her best interest at the moment. Hiding was never one of Raven's priorities anyway. Let the bad guys find her- that way she knew who she was dealing with without having to guess all the time. But Adi was here, and he was another person- someone who cared about her safety, which could be dangerous for him. Many of her knights started out like that, and she almost had to beet it out of them. They had to protect themselves- and focus on the true defenseless creatures in the galaxy, not her. Despite her size, and frailness, she was very very far from defenseless.
But nothing could defend her against the sudden blurred force vision and instability of the ground. Her trailing hand found a wall and the small Jedi Master leaned against it for support, Just as Adi came face to face with the extremely tall Zabrak. Alora was a few yards away by this time, pressed back against a wall and probably hardly noticeable. And if not, she hardly noticed anything going on around her, as other images infiltrated her mind.
<<<Shattering glass- strange, smoldering eyes, claws, a very familiar dagger floating off in the distance. Within her mind- Alora felt drawn to it, even though the weapon practically pored darkness from it's center. Slowly, she reached for the tainted thing- the mark on her chest flaring to life painfully reminding the Jedi that she was not incorruptible. But the dagger suddenly shattered, replaced by two closed eyes, surrounded by a pale face- like paper. At first, Alora thought she recognized the face, but then the eyes opened, showing their strange irises, a mix of colors, shifting in a maddening illusion of uncertainty. The whole image suddenly broke into pixles and green lines of code. Raven found herself falling through binary, and flashing wires until she made sharp impact with the stone ground.>>>
Raven opened her eyes, finding her hand splayed on the pavement near the wall she'd leaned again. Speeders with blaring sirens wizzed past her- some gray skinned girl seemed to be putting herself back together after a well done performance of 'victim', and a lot of commotion was just winding down to the Jedi's right. Clearing her throat, Raven picked herself off the ground and brushed herself off. She wiped the sweat which had formed on her forehead away, and pulled the stray hair back away from her face. She felt drained- almost wobbly, but she understood that looking like she felt right now would be a terrible idea. She was small enough, without making herself look weaker.
With poise, only someone like her could pull off- the very small woman started walking closer to the group, as if nothing had happened. Eventually she would stand at Adieumus' side- perhaps a little behind, but she would remain silent, at least for now while she mulled over the vision and what it meant.
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Mar 29, 2016 20:49:05 GMT -8
Post by Adi on Mar 29, 2016 20:49:05 GMT -8
A wave of relief washed over Matango as he watched the security forces go the total opposite direction...sent that way by a gray woman. Odd...why would someone help them like that, on a planet where supposedly no one knew them? It was best, however, to take advantage of the gap, and get away from here while the gettin' was good.
Never look a gift tauntaun in the mouth, and all that jazz....
Turning back to the group, Adi noticed Raven collecting herself. Something had happened during the near-scuffle, and she appeared weakened. He would have to ask her about it later on, when they were in less crowded surroundings. Finding a taxi big enough for the group,he flagged it down. He helped Raven into one of the middle seats, then climbed in, trailed by MICRO. Allowing the others time to board, he was happy that he wouldn't have to put his life in the hands of a crazy Gungan for the second time here on Naboo. It was starting to become something of a habit, apparently.
He just hoped the ride to the hotel to gather his gear was far less eventful.
After the quick ride to the hotel, Adi grabbed his stuff, along with Raven's, a bottle of the liquor from the pay fridge, dropped a credit chip on the pillow for the maids, and left. From here, they could head back to the Spaceport, and rejoin with the rest of the Wayward Son crew, unless yet another unforeseen event caused them to get sidetracked.
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Mar 30, 2016 15:24:59 GMT -8
Post by E`yame Matango on Mar 30, 2016 15:24:59 GMT -8
E`yame moved trying to get the zabrak to let go of her. "I am fine" she said to him and tried to grab her bag to let Zee out. Poor thing was squished between her and this mountain. Picking up her pieces of glass, she followed everyone back into the speeder and stared out the window until they pulled up at the spaceport. She couldn't believe how angry she got. That was not how she wanted the first meeting with her father to be. She knew she was going to have a lot more training to do and mostly on her emotions.
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Mar 30, 2016 18:50:47 GMT -8
Post by Raven Alora on Mar 30, 2016 18:50:47 GMT -8
Though silent, the small Jedi Master continued to pay attention to everyone around her, both old and new. She was aware of each of their movements and kept careful watch on their emotional state. - Such was the life of an empath. While Adieumus seemed to be doing rather fine, and given his dark energies- the Zabrak did not seem hostile presently- The woman, checking on something in her bag, felt- off. It was as if she felt guilty for something she'd done, yet something she also felt absolutely justified about. Alora felt turmoil within her, but the Jedi did not dare bring it up- yet.
As they sped off through Theed, Raven closed her eyes, trying to recall all she'd seen in her most recent vision. Those eyes were never far from her memory, and yet they were completely unfamiliar.
The speeder stopped, Adi left- then came back from their hotel room, and Raven realized she'd not had much rest for the past three days or so. Perhaps sheer fatigue triggered random lapses of images and the vision was meaningless- even though she knew it wasn't.
Did they fix the chandelier?
She finally spoke up as the Arkanian returned. A thin smile tugged at her lips, recalling Adieumus cowering in fear of nothing but a hand bag- all be it, a rather animated one.
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Mar 31, 2016 15:08:35 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Mar 31, 2016 15:08:35 GMT -8
Loki gets another Look at the mysterious gray skinned girl, no question it is one of the twins. Loki turns and release E’yame. “Behave child of Adi, or I will teach you a lesson in humility.” Loki said quietly as he turned and strode towards the gray skinned girl, he stops a few feet in front of her and drops to one knee, bowing his head. “I am Loki, I was once your mothers guardian. I am the killer of your father and was once your mothers loyal sevant…may I ask which twin you are, and how you come to be on Naboo? And of your mother…” Loki said in a quiet voice, Loki thought briefly what Adi most think of Loki taking such a servant like pose in front of what is obviously a young girl. However at this point Loki would not rise until the girl gave him leave. |
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Mar 31, 2016 16:00:36 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Mar 31, 2016 16:00:36 GMT -8
Sinina frowns as the Zabrak came up to her specificaly and went on a knee. She had not expected it, nor wished it, she wasn't much for seeing anyone on a bent knee. She bites her lip softly as she looked down at him. He asked so many questions, some of which didn't have short answers, others that she didn't know the answers to.*
I'm Sinina... because i am clearly not my twin brother... I've been on Naboo since I was young.. you'd have to ask my Mother as to why.. As for her, last i'd heard.. she was at Dathomir?
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Mar 31, 2016 21:25:10 GMT -8
Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Mar 31, 2016 21:25:10 GMT -8
NCO stepped back and holstered his carbine as everyone settled down, and jumped into a cab. He noticed Loki declined to board with the others, and suspected he wanted to speak with the stranger who'd helped them with security earlier. NCO leaned against the rented speeder and watched Loki approach the woman, and kneel before her. This was certainly an interesting day, but what day wasn't with shabla jetii around? NCO waited for the two of them to finish their business, watching from a distance, and not bothering to even attempt to eavesdrop. It wasn't any of his business, NCO was just waiting to see if Loki needed a lift back to the ship or if he had a ride with the young woman he was kneeling before, since it was simpler to observe than interrupt.
NCO checked his periphery systems while he waited, to keep himself from getting bored. Osik, they were getting better at their job, much better. They'd be on Naboo in hours, and if the Wayward Son wasn't gone by the time they arrived, it could very well end up hosting ever more mando'ade, unless he played his cards just so. Osik, this was really getting to be a nuisance. Though buir had plenty of reason to keep the fire team tasked to him, they didn't concur with him on what constituted a good time, so it was rather grating to have to put up with them all the time, though NCO new they meant well. Osik... is Loki done meeting with the odd young woman yet? NCO returns his attention fully to the pair he'd been watching rather lazily.
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Apr 5, 2016 10:53:19 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Apr 5, 2016 10:53:19 GMT -8
Loki stood slowly and looked down at the girl. “The last I saw you, you were but an infant, it has been many years since your mother and I parted child, but my oath still stands. I awoke to empty halls on Dathomir, as though I was the only living creature there.” Loki said softly looking over at NonCom he sighed deeply. “I wish to see your mother again, would you like to join us? Perhaps we can find her together?” Loki said turning and striding towards the open speeder cab. “Lets go make sure, Adi is packing and not goofing off.” Loki said to the Mando. Turning back towards Sin he raised his brow making one of his tattoos lift in a coming along gesture. |
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Apr 5, 2016 19:32:01 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 5, 2016 19:32:01 GMT -8
Sinina frowns as she tries to remember. she was young she knew, and she did remember a Zabrak, but not much more then that. she listens to him speak and her frown deepened and a look of a slight alarm rises in her young features. She clenches her small fists as she stands tall as her stature allowed, empty halls? Where was her mother then? what happened to the Citadel? She was unaware of any of this, she knew it had been a while since she'd heard from her mother, but she'd not heard anything to alarm her.
I would like to know she's alright then, I had no idea anything was wrong.. I would come if you'll have me along.
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Apr 5, 2016 20:54:20 GMT -8
Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Apr 5, 2016 20:54:20 GMT -8
NCO waited for the woman to jump in, and then realized she'd been talking to him in that last bit of conversation. With some irritation he waved her onto the speeder, though there wasn't much room since it was made for two, and loki's massive frame counted for one and a half already. NCO himself was a very unyielding one, leaving a negative one half seat open for her, on the old Twin-228 airspeeder. Still, it came with two bucket seats, with space between, so she should be able to squeeze, though it probably wouldn't be comfortable. Shift it, I don't fancy having to hunt Adi down a second time in one day, especially not here.The hatred and loathing I felt for this planet wasn't hard to notice, even for passersby. This planet may have birthed me, but it also spat me out into the cold and unforgiving stars. I held no fondness for this planet in my heart, what little was left of it. I slide into the speeder after the woman, whose name I still didn't know, and honestly didn't care to know at this point. Starting the speeder, I close the live feed to Raxxie, if she didn't know what to do from there, Adi could deal with it later. He set out for the address he'd made sure to catch as the rest of the group had left in a taxi. We arrived in time to see Adi dumping bags into the cargo hatch and piling back into the taxi, so I settle in behind it on the way back to the space port.
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Apr 8, 2016 13:27:07 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Apr 8, 2016 13:27:07 GMT -8
Loki sat with Sin between him and noncom watching the streets of Naboo flash before them on the way to the spaceport. He contemplates his reasons for being here, he frowns and loses him self once more to that most wicked of all mistresses, memory.
Loki is young, perhaps twenty, he stands shirtless as hooded figures run needles across his muscled chest, his arms and face, everywhere they can reach, they mark him as a Sith, he does not wince, he does not seem to feel it as the needles puncture his flesh leaving behind blackness of his order. He closes his eyes and lefts his head soon the men finish, and they drape across his shoulders a black cloak, a deeper black than any found in the depths of space. He opens his eyes and places the hood upon his head, his name is chanted three times and he kneels before a mysterious apparition, he stands and departs the marking chamber. He enters a courtyard seemingly empty. He sits in the middle on his knees and closes his eyes. Opening him self to the darkside, he meditates.
Some years later, Loki finds him self once more at the hidden place, but this time he comes for blood, and not for ink, this time he breaks the bonds of his masters, he will be free, they are week doddering fools and he is young and strong, vital they trust him, as he approaches the gates they swing open, and he enters, hood drawn, a few of the doddering fools approach him, in a flash they fly against the wall, their rib cages crushed, looks of pain and surprise etched upon their faces. More now come out feeling the deaths, the courtyard is lit with the glow of dozens of lightsabers, Loki ignites his own the battle begins but it is in earnest for these men trained him, but he was stronger, bigger swifter, his control of the force more refined, he cut them down in pairs, and alone, he took lighting and flung it back in their faces, charring them, relishing the pain he felt, he moves forward and the new set of trainees attack him now the masters are slain, he passes through them like a ghost, the drop like tall grass to a farmers scythe, he enters at last the chamber, and there a large figure stands it whispers a word before Loki strikes it with Lighting…”Loki…” Is all that is uttered as the figure withers and crumbles to the ground, Loki breathes heavily and once more leaves the chamber, once more amongst the corpses of his brothers and sisters, he kneels in the courtyard and closes his eyes. Closing this chapter of his life, he was free at last free of the doddering fools orders.
Loki shakes his head as he sees the spaceport approaching. “Good, good we are almost there…” He says quietly.
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Post by E`yame Matango on Apr 8, 2016 14:23:55 GMT -8
As the speeder heads towards the spaceport, she takes off her bag and drops her glass inside and looks down on Zee who is laying in a cup of one of her bras. She shakes her head and pulls him out. "What is your fascination with my bras?" she asks him as she puts him on her lap and zips up her bag. "What can I say, I am a boob man" he responds as she leans back and feels off. Reaching towards her back, she realizes she only has one katana. "Shit!" she exclaimed when she realized she left her other katana in her father's hands. She knew she would be able to get it back but she really didn't want to have to deal with it at the moment and she was now one weapon down. As they pulled into the spaceport, she had no idea where they were going so she sat down on a bench outside and waited for everyone else to arrive. She wondered if she should hide Zee until a later time but decided against it. If they didn't like him, well that was their loss. He was with her and would always be with her.
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Post by Zalor Anneri on Aug 13, 2016 21:26:05 GMT -8
Tryn Andalar was never a really graceful man. But, now that his left knee had gone bad, it seemed he slipped and fell more often. This time, however, he was lucky enough to catch the edge of the Ja'raak Inn's check-in desk counter.
=Tryn=
"Whoa!"
=Zalor=
Zalor, however, always seemed to be close by. He was talking to an elderly couple, giving them their room keycard and explaining how the room's holoviewers worked when he caught Tryn's fall from the corner of his eye.
"Tryn!"
In a flash, Zalor was right next to the old innkeeper, helping him back up on his feet. He reached down and grabbed Tryn's cane, which had fallen on the floor after the unfortunate spill. "I got'cha, I got'cha..." Zalor spoke reassuringly. "You good?"
=Tryn=
The old, dark-skinned, white-haired man grunted painfully, but nodded his head. "Yep, yep, I'm good, Zalor, I"m good." Tryn reached over and grabbed his metal cane as Zalor handed it back to him. "Thank ya', son."
=Zalor=
Once Zalor was sure Tryn was fine and back on his feet, he nodded, then turned back to the customers. He pointed down the hallway behind them...
"Room 12's just down the hall and to the left. I'll send room service down in a few minutes." The customers seemed pleased, and they nodded before turning and disappearing down the hall.
Zalor turned back to Tryn, who was now putting his full weight on the counter.
=Tryn=
The old man began to chuckle aloud in spite of his pain, amused by his own misfortune.
"Oh, Zalor, my boy - I'm gettin' too old for this stuff. Dang knee actin' up again."
=Zalor=
Zalor looked around to see if anyone was in the lobby. When he saw that it was empty, he leaned closer to Tryn, lowered his voice and spoke. "I could try healing it again, if you want. You know - with my....'healing technique'..."
=Tryn=
"Bah..." Tryn waved Zalor off with his left hand before placing it back on the counter. "It's alright, Zalor. A bad knee's a bad knee. I've gotten used to it. Ain't got the credits for a synthetic...no botherin' seein' a doctor. Says the same thing every time I go there - 'gotta get a synthetic replacement.'"
Tryn shook his head in resignation. "Let's face it, boy - old age'll catch up to us sooner or later. Ain't nothin' that can be done about it. Not even the Force can stop it, it would seem."
=Zalor=
Zalor shrugged his shoulders. Then, he laughed and smiled as an old memory came back to him. "Well...I used to know someone who would tell you otherwise."
=Tryn=
Tryn seemed to appreciate the comment, and he nodded with a smile. Seconds later, he gently pushed himself away from the desk counter and began to go on as if nothing had happened. "Well - that broken maintenance droid ain't gonna fix itself. Wish I could afford one that did, though. You can handle the front counter for me, right?"
=Zalor=
Zalor nodded while patting Tryn on the back. "Oh, I'll be here." Zalor briskly made his way around to behind the desk, where he activated a holo-console and began to input the data from the couple he had just given a room key. "Maybe the rain will be kind and let up enough for us to reorganize the patio - seeing as how we're close to vacant for the time being."
=Tryn=
"I don't suppose you could use the Force to help that along a little bit, eh?" Tryn chuckled as he hobbled away.
=Zalor=
Zalor couldn't resist an amused chuckle of his own in response, while still focused on his task.
Zalor couldn't help thinking, as he manned the front counter, how helping his godfather, Tryn Andalar, run the old Ja'raak Inn near Theed Square was the best move he had made since returning to Naboo. There was a lot of things he missed about his old life, but it seemed - for every one thing he missed about life as a Jedi, there were at least ten things he didn't miss - being shot at, being held at a lightsaber blade's point, being Force Choked, flying through space in his old N-1 with enemy fighters fast on his heels, experiencing the sensation of every muscle in his body pulsating uncontrollably after being electrocuted via Force Lightning, - and sadly, that was nothing compared to watching innocent people die at the hands of Sith Lords, gangsters, ruthless stormtroopers, and other undesirables - nor was it anything compared to the high expectations he had to meet every time he was sent on a mission, or the bureaucracy of both the Jedi, and the Jedi Shadows.
This, he thought - this was the life. He could finally slow down - think, feel, breathe - be among his own. There was something about Naboo, even the larger cities like Theed, that made him feel at home, feel at ease. Meditating only allowed him so much clarity of thought before it was time to go back to work. Here, he felt at peace almost every minute of every day. And he was grateful for it. He promised himself he would never take it for granted - not ever.
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