A Familiar Youngling

[Aithne Charr]

Solan moved through the cantina he was in, the smell of a fire burning and the injured laying on the floor while his men secured the area. He had needed some time away from Kesh to deal with thoughts that had been plaguing him and for a few minutes he looked down at the face of a man who was begging for his life. Solan hated these men, they were all slavers meeting for a big hit on a outer rim world. "Kill them all, then burn the cantina down for good..." He looked at his captain before pulling his hood back up an going to the door without a second thought, the door sliding closed behind him.

He shook his head as he left and started north along the alley he came out into. It was a chilled night, odd for this part of Nar Shadaa but still such and the darkness of this criminal infested world made him all the more worried for those whom lived here. The threat every gang, every crime ring presented. It was hard to ignore such things and when ever he came to the world he had vowed every time that he would fix what he could.

Something seemed to touch his mind though. Someone was in great pain and sorrow. Another among billions, but this one was different and with that fact fresh in his mind he started to move. Someone needed what they could not do for themselves, and he would give them that aid.

 

[Adashla Charr]

Alone... She was alone. It was so sudden, she didn't know what had happened at first... One moment, everyone was fine, then... Death. She hadn't stopped running after taking a shot to the arm, tears were freely rolling down her face. Nothing was right here, it was all so wrong... Why did this happen? She didn't know, she didn't care... All that mattered was running.

Finally she just couldn't run anymore, she was quickly running out of breath. Not knowing if people were still after her, she went into an alley way and collapsed. The wound was hurting more and more as time went on. Curling up into a ball, she waited... Death couldn't come soon enough, she kept telling herself.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Adashla Charr"]

Solan looked on at the girl with whom had collapsed in the alley way below, his eyes scanning her over and getting a quick judge of her. She was terrified and confused, most of all exhausted though and those whom had caused this were not so far behind. His hands curled up into eachother as he dropped into the alleyway with hood and cloak still obscuring his features. Looking at her for now he moved to her and knelt down, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Relax, it is over..." His hand touched her and the moment after it would feel like all that pain, sorrow and hate was leaving her for an if she looked on Solan's face it would be clear where it had disappeared to.

His illusion dropped as he took on her pains, his skin paler than any natural skin tone, chalk white as it was then shown with ebony veins that crossed his features. Burns showed near his neck, a small preview of what his arms and shoulders were covered in and lastly his eyes turned into a piercing crimson red. With careful and slow movements he stood, crossing his hands behind him while he waited for those whom had done this to show up, and sure enough they did.

As they showed up, their eyes focus on Adashla, looking for yet another head to take while they stood there. "Give us the Togruta queen, and we won't hurt you." They said to Solan, whom still hid the face containing a hint as to who should run. "Can't do that..." Was all solan responded with as the first one just shook his head and walked closer, raising a stun baton over his head. And in a moment that hand along with most of his arm fell to the ground, separated from the body it once was attached to. The hum of his saber now sounding as the dark blue blade illuminated the alley. "You are right, you won't hurt me. OR her." With that he stepped forward and began his work. First severing the closest man in two as he passed by him, making his way straight for the second one that had come. He tried to run but Solan grabbed his throat through the force before impaling him on the saber. "Burn in hell." With that, flames sprout out from the wound Solan had just inflicted, pulling out the saber and letting the man burn to death rather than a quick death. It was simple, and rewarding to see these two die for what ever it was to cause such pain to a small one succh as the Togruta.

With that thought in mind, his eyes returned to the small one. Walking to her slowly his illusion returned and he looked normal once more, his hand deactivating the saber and placing it at his side as well. Once beside her once more he sat down and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder with a smile. "Are you ok?"

 

[Adashla Charr]

She tried her best to push herself away. This man was scarier than the slavers that he had just killed. "G-get away!" She cries out loudly. There wasn't anywhere to go, though and she slowly started to succumb to the pain in her arm and the blood loss. Her eyelids felt heavier every second. "S..Stay.." She manages out before sweet blackness took her sight.

 

[Aithne Charr]

He sighed and watched as she cried out loudly, terrified of him. To be fair what he had done was something he didn't wish anyone to see at such an age but the two men deserved it. Slowly he moved to scoop her up a she passed out, careful not to cause more damage to her arm before pushing on the ground and pushing himself into the air. After a few seconds his feet touched the roof of the building that had overlooked the alley, stretching out and giving him a quick overview of the area. It took him but a moment to locate the safe house he used while on this planet, pushing himself in its direction without pause.

When she would wake, she would find herself in a one room apartment, her body in a bed with her arm bandaged up. The only other person there being Solan whom at the time was over a stove like device, pushing around something within a pot. His eyes were focused on the task though his voice would sound once she was conscious again. "Sorry about the display from before... are you feeling better?"

 

[Adashla Charr]

"You're... You're a monster!" She cries out, looking for a place to hide before stopping. "Where... Where did you take me!?" She demands, she was shaking and her voice was quivering, giving away her clear fear. She tries her best to simply glare, but the fear was still more then evident on her face.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Adashla Charr"]

"I am a monster, but a monster that saved you from death. Do try to remember that hmm?" He raised a brow at her as he turned his head enough for a dark blue eye to rest on her. Next to her a small glowing form would show itself. A similarily blue colored wolf, no taller than her knee would show itself and sit next to her. "That is Kira, she is an Ashlan wolf, very intelligent, though a bit small." His eyes then returned to the pot where he withdrew some of its contents into a bowl.

Once done he move his hand to turn it down and then turned himself. Slow steps brought him over to her, holding out a bowl with some kind of stew in it for her. "You need to eat, so please do so. We are two blocks from the alley i found you in and that those men followed you to."

 

[Adashla Charr]

First a person who can turn into a monster, and now a... Wolf. She took the bowl and quickly tried to make herself as small as possible in a corner. She kept telling herself that it was a dream, that she'd wake up and nothing would have changed from before... Though deep down, she knew it was a lie and she was stuck with this savior... And kidnapper...

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Adashla Charr"]

Solan's brow simply rose when he saw her cower away into the corner before sighing. "You scared her off Kira, i know that you are scary but you really need to tone it down sometimes." The wolf simply looked at him with a face that simply said to shut up before it walked over to the small girl and sat down near her with a soft look on its face. Solan took the time to go and sit down away from the togruta.

Closing his eyes he let his saber hover away from his body and into the air infront of him. His hands moved over its surface, though did not touch it once as it began to separate and disassemble. The pieces and his hands flowed out and filled the air before him while he picked out a specific piece and discarded it. Slowly he replaced and reassembled the saber before repeating the process without discarding a piece and replacing it this time. He took the time while the girl ate to simply do this and wait for her to talk or not to.

 

[Adashla Charr]

"W...Who Are you?" She asks, trying to cower away from the wolf next to her. This was frightening... All of it... The man, the wolf, the place. It was so sudden. Is this the change people spoke of? If so, she didn't want change, she hated it so far and wanted things to say the same! "I hate change." She blurts out without even thinking, or even realizing she said anything.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Adashla Charr"]

"Solan Charr, just some human who got in over his head and now looks like a skeleton without a illusion." He watched her cower away from the wolf and smiled. "Don't worry, ive never seen Kira hurt another person in my life, and my daughter loves the small thing so much that it took the name of my daughter's mother out of its heart. The day Kira hurts someone, it would be to protect another, not out of cruelty." With that his hands rested in his lap and he watched her for a few more moments before nodding.

"Change can be a terrible thing, it can make things good and bad... I have a feeling i know what its done for you in the last few days." He ran a hand up to his eyes, rubbing them clear and sighing. "You know, i don't think you told me your name, id be honored to know you.'

 

[Adashla Charr]

"Why should I tell you my name?" She asks, still making herself as small as she can. "C.. Can you get it away? I... I'll tell you my name then..."

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Adashla Charr"]


He nodded. "You have no reason to tell me it but you also have no reason not too... as for Kira..." He looked at the wolf that was no bigger than a ccat and its eyes seemingly rolled in its head as it walked away from the togruta and crawled back into hiding in Solan's Robes. The tiny thing may not look threatening but the sensory advantages and its mind were little to be over looked when it came to situations that required more than just strength. "So how about it?"