The Enclave is after Ashla. It's her first time being really, truly targeted. She's paranoid, as is to be expected, but she's a trooper after all. She's with her father now, training to move quick and shoot straight. She's got sharp eyes.. and with some practice she'll be a decent marksman. Which is good, of course, because the Enclave must be fought from a distance. Their resistance to the force leaves them invulnerable to her battle meditation, and would disrupt anyone's senses if they tried to fight meelee with the force.
I know whatever the hell they're putting in the water these days is tripping my senses big time.. I could hardly fly low near them, when I was attempting to provide air-support for the others as they fought. I'm just glad that by that time, Ashla and Plank had made the jump to hyperspace, and the Enclave troopers were busy battling the Imperials. I crashed my ship in the nearby shrubbery on the hills.
Zan and Stlian were another story.. they were in pretty bad shape, but an unlikely hero showed up to pull us out of the fire. Concordius Nix. Never. Never in my life, will I ever beleive ANYONE is EVER as dead as they say they are. Least of all a Nix. Stlian was right.. they're very hard to kill. He put Zan in his ship, giuving him a chance to heal himself and escape. Then he put Stlian in my ship, which he jury-rigged somehow to get it to blast off again. I told Stlian about it later, and he still doesn't beleive it's him.
Cord, Stlian and Falcun's father, never died, but has been in hiding for years. He's almost completely cybernetic, now, and yet he refuses to upgrade his vital components. I suppose I can understand that.. I'm not exactly comfortable with modifying my body- replacing my missing leg, for example -either. What I find it hard to understand is why he would hide himself so long from his own children. I know fear has a lot to do with it.. there's a lot of fear with him. But there's also something else. I get the sense that he's hiding something, still, from me. Lying, even. I didn't press it, though.
We've got bigger fish to fry. Falcun has been poisoned. It's a designer poison that's been crafted to react negitavely with bacta. I wish I knew more.. but I haven't even seen him. Cord has gotten to him, though, and even saved him from some rodian slime who tried to slip bacta into his tank. He dropped an old CorSec thing on the way, the rodian did. Another clue. A few suspicions arise... Zairus, who's in possession of an alchemical holocron... Rogue CorSec, who experimented on him in the past... even Father's name came up. I don't want to beleive Father could have possibly done it.. but his absence has been suspicious, and after what he did to Stlian I have.. less faith. It's not something I don't beleive it.. but it's not something I'll totally dismiss, either.
After talking to Cord, I needed to clear my head to focus. I busied myself putting the finishing touches on the Kimogila leather that I've been working on scince Plo and I took on that group of 'em on the salvage run. Figured I'd run it down to him tonight.. use it as an excuse to check on him, too. Didn't get a hold of the medicine, but he liked the leather. Wants me to sew it onto his swoop.. which I admit sounds like fun, as well as another convenient excuse to hang around.
While we were there, we ran into a bounty-hunter down on her luck. The poor girl's sister just died, while they were chasing a mark together. She was twitchy, the hunter was, and melancholy... I'm not sure, but I get the sense she was a zeltron, even though she didn't act as one. There's something odd about her.. I feel bad 'cause I wanted to help her, but blast.. I have my own affairs to attend to right now. Besides.. I think Plo's got this one.
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I know whatever the hell they're putting in the water these days is tripping my senses big time.. I could hardly fly low near them, when I was attempting to provide air-support for the others as they fought. I'm just glad that by that time, Ashla and Plank had made the jump to hyperspace, and the Enclave troopers were busy battling the Imperials. I crashed my ship in the nearby shrubbery on the hills.
Zan and Stlian were another story.. they were in pretty bad shape, but an unlikely hero showed up to pull us out of the fire. Concordius Nix. Never. Never in my life, will I ever beleive ANYONE is EVER as dead as they say they are. Least of all a Nix. Stlian was right.. they're very hard to kill. He put Zan in his ship, giuving him a chance to heal himself and escape. Then he put Stlian in my ship, which he jury-rigged somehow to get it to blast off again. I told Stlian about it later, and he still doesn't beleive it's him.
Cord, Stlian and Falcun's father, never died, but has been in hiding for years. He's almost completely cybernetic, now, and yet he refuses to upgrade his vital components. I suppose I can understand that.. I'm not exactly comfortable with modifying my body- replacing my missing leg, for example -either. What I find it hard to understand is why he would hide himself so long from his own children. I know fear has a lot to do with it.. there's a lot of fear with him. But there's also something else. I get the sense that he's hiding something, still, from me. Lying, even. I didn't press it, though.
We've got bigger fish to fry. Falcun has been poisoned. It's a designer poison that's been crafted to react negitavely with bacta. I wish I knew more.. but I haven't even seen him. Cord has gotten to him, though, and even saved him from some rodian slime who tried to slip bacta into his tank. He dropped an old CorSec thing on the way, the rodian did. Another clue. A few suspicions arise... Zairus, who's in possession of an alchemical holocron... Rogue CorSec, who experimented on him in the past... even Father's name came up. I don't want to beleive Father could have possibly done it.. but his absence has been suspicious, and after what he did to Stlian I have.. less faith. It's not something I don't beleive it.. but it's not something I'll totally dismiss, either.
After talking to Cord, I needed to clear my head to focus. I busied myself putting the finishing touches on the Kimogila leather that I've been working on scince Plo and I took on that group of 'em on the salvage run. Figured I'd run it down to him tonight.. use it as an excuse to check on him, too. Didn't get a hold of the medicine, but he liked the leather. Wants me to sew it onto his swoop.. which I admit sounds like fun, as well as another convenient excuse to hang around.
While we were there, we ran into a bounty-hunter down on her luck. The poor girl's sister just died, while they were chasing a mark together. She was twitchy, the hunter was, and melancholy... I'm not sure, but I get the sense she was a zeltron, even though she didn't act as one. There's something odd about her.. I feel bad 'cause I wanted to help her, but blast.. I have my own affairs to attend to right now. Besides.. I think Plo's got this one.
*END*
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