Faction A Long Time Coming (RNR)

[Phylis Alince]

(Open to any RNR members)

Theed, Naboo.

The planet had been Phylis' home, and for her first eighteen years it had been everything to her. Then the galaxy had intruded on her, pushing her to become a Jedi, and then taking her far from her homeworld. Wars, investigations, research and travel had meant that the now Jedi Master had not visited her home in many years. What family she had left had moved away from the planet as a procession of queens, invaders and governments had held power over the planet.

Now though, she was back.

The reasons were both easy to explain, and not. Taking a break from her research and scholarly pursuits in the outer rim, Phylis had stumbled upon references to an item of interest supposedly hidden on Naboo. Perhaps nonsense, perhaps not. Either way, it was a good excuse to return home. Much had changed, she knew. For a start they was another new Queen, the latest in a long string which would make the Time of Troubles on Kaeshana look like a period of stability.

And so as her ship dipped out of hyperspace and she approached the planet, she was surprised by the activity and level of strength she saw gathered there.

"Hmm, quite a major amount of resources," she commented, half to herself, half to her droid.
Six-Nine beeped something innocently.
"Hmmph, well, yes, I suppose they are a faction. Not sure what that has to do with it," Phylis commented.

Soon her approach was noted, and she was hailed. The Jedi Master thankfully has many contacts within the various Orders...though she was not explicitly part of any of them, and with the Galactic Alliance. It seemed like these were enough for her to pass through and she was directed to land at Theed's spaceport, close to the palace.

As the ship came in to land, the Jedi Master rose from the piloting controls. "Stay with the ship, Six-Nine. I'm not anticipating, hmm, problems, but one can never be sure."
The droid beeped something dubiously.
"I don't think that's likely, but if you detect concealed Sith Lords let me know. Hmmph, do not fire the cannons. In fact." Phylis removed the firing key from the gunnery controls, ignoring her droid's protesting wail.
"No, no cannons, no missiles. I'm here to look around, not, hmm, to blow it up!"

Dressed in her simple brown robes and with her green bladed lightsabre at her hip she descended from the ship and headed towards the exit. She doubted she'd see anyone she recognised...but one never knew in a place like this.

 

[Michael Angellus]

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Journal Entry: .

That was fun, eh “Bred”?

Enthusiastic whistling and beeping in agreement

I don’t get to train a lot. I guess it’s because they’re trying to tell me something. I mean, I have learned how to make a weird barrier to stop wooden knives, and I have learned how to run an obstacle course where they want to kill me. Oh and I learned that to trust my instincts makes me nuts… so… yeah… So I do a lot of reading and I have been working more and more on my ship. It’s weird, since what happened on Enarc, I don’t want to say that I have done a lot more “bullseyeing” lately. It’s just rough to take a life, even when yours is on the line.

Concerned whistle

What was that? Oh I’m okay. I’m just going back over our runs in my head, you know? To try and think of a better way to do it.

Beep

I was so lost in my own world I almost walked into a woman in brown robes… Hey ALMOST! I saw her but stopped myself…

NO! Not to check her out! I’m not the ‘horndog’ everyone thinks I am!

She’s a Jedi anyway… from the looks of her, at least a Knight.

Hi Master Jedi! I’m one too! Well… still learning… I haven’t really learned much of anything yet. I mean I know a few things, but… heh obviously “calm” and “tact” are a couple of things I still need to work on. Not to mention nerves, but hey! That wasn’t so bad this time! I was so much the dork I normally am!

I’m a Padawan. Michael Angellus. My uncle and cousin are Jedi as well. Here comes the DORK! Shut up and let her laugh at you!

 

[Ala Quin]

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Of all the things to do on Naboo wandering about and just admiring the scenery was high up on Ala's list of loves. She had just revisited the bakery that she had discovered on her first day. The elderly woman in the store had insisted that she try a different pastry, despite Ala's insistence that she give her one of the one's she tried first. Ala had been wrong, again. And the new pastry was a revelation. Her tongue had practically slapped her face trying to get all the crumbs.

The baker had said she had a secret recipe. All Ala knew was that the woman was a genius. She was better and what she did then Ala was at what she did. To be fair, Ala still didn't quite know what she did.

And so, life persisted about her as it always did. Theed hustled and bustled in that calm, serene way that Naboo did everything. That was until Ala eyed a collision. She shoved the last mouthful and a half of pastry into her mouth, cheeks bulging to contain the treat, and she sat back to watch the show.

A Padawan, by the looks, had walked into someone that had the bearing of a Jedi Master. The awkwardness of the young man was endearing, though Ala did suffer from a certain degree of second hand anxiety. She really should do something.

Her feet moved her before her brain fully engaged with the idea. She was waving at both, and laying a hand on the Padawan's shoulder before she realised what she was doing. She swallowed. The food got stuck for a moment. She took a gulp of air to push it down, and waved again.

"Hey there. Welcome to Theed...I am assuming you are new to these parts," she said before glancing at the Padawan who was taller than her but a bundle of nervous energy, "good day, Padawan. I trust you are well?"

Phylis Alince Michael Angellus​

 

[Phylis Alince]

Michael Angellus Ala Quin

Phylis was lost in a daze. Glancing around the ornate entrance hall of the spaceport was a reminder of Naboo's past and its claim to cultural and historical importance. As she was about to walk forward to examine a statue bust new since she was last here.



The Force gave her a warning – very useful for her sometimes-absent-minded diversions – and she beheld a young Padawan followed by a droid. She blinked, frowned slightly in thought.

"Ah, hmm, good morning, Padawan Angellus, a pleasure. I am Jedi Master Phylis Alince. And no need to apologise, we are all, hmm, on the eternal path of learning. Hmmph, some more than others of course."



Before she could ruminate more on the nature of learning and understanding, another Jedi appeared, this one of greater experience, younger than Phylis, but older than the Padawan. Phylis peered at her, noticing the pointed ears. Curious, Eldorai, Qadiri, Sephi or something else? Something to consider.



"Ah, hmm, in a sense. Naboo is where I was born and grew up, but that was…a while ago." She waved a hand vaguely. Time was strange and malleable it seemed. What year was it now? 902? Impossible, she wasn't 85!

"But I am returning for the first time in several years. Hmmph, many years actually. Phylis Alince, Jedi Master, and you?" she asked with a polite bow.

 

[Phillip Slate]

Location: Theed

Theed. Phillip frowned to himself as he took in the buildings. He couldn't imagine all of the brainpower and work that had went into building them. It wasn't something he could ever do himself. Just added to another long list of things he didn't think he could do. Architecture, Art, Music. He rubbed the bridge of his nose at that thought. He didn't want to dwell on that. Positive mindset, that's what he should be focusing on. That was why he was a Jedi. So he didn't have to focus on his lack of creativity.

Keep it all in. That was his mindset as he wandered through the streets for a moment, taking in the sights. He could admire the beauty in things even if it was something he could never achieve himself. He found beauty in the Force after all, even if he couldn't do much with it. But it wasn't the spectacle that was important. He had to keep reminding himself. It was the journey and experience that was vital. He folded his arms along his front as he wandered through the streets

Eventually his legs brought him to a somewhat familiar face, and two strangers, as Phillip made his way over towards Michael Angellus Phylis Alince Ala Quin before giving a short bow towards them.

"Padawan Angellus. Pleased to see you again. Likewise to you two. I'm Padawan Slate. Phillip Slate."

He nodded his head towrds Ala and Phylis, before looking between the three. He had seen Michael somewhat during the obstacle course training, but he didn't know a lot about the boy...He did remind the "horny chick" moment during that though. It wasn't something he'd forget.

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[Michael Angellus]

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Journal Entry: .

This is already becoming a crazy day. First I almost knock over a blasted Jedi Master and make a fool out of myself and now this pointy-eared woman with the WILDEST hair I have ever seen, and I have met Echo Athoth , comes our way. She seems to know us both? Huh? Is she reading my mind? Oh no! THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!

Hey, “Bred”, I’ll see you in my quarters, okay?

Enthusiastic whistling and beeping in agreement

You can SURE! That is so cool! I didn’t believe it at first, but my little huttball of an astromech carried my flight helmet with him. That is so neat!

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah! This Jedi Master, she looks highly intelligent! I mean highly, but is she choking on something? She’s grunting a lot. I pulled out my water bottle, maybe she’ll ask for a sip. I don’t want to be presumptuous.

Then a blonde kid… who knows me? I guess my reputation is beginning to precede me. Heh. “Phillip Slate”, “Phillip Slate”... no… doesn’t ring a bell. Maybe we saw each other at one of those times the staff were trying to kill us and called it “training”.

Oh… hey… Pleasure. I wasn’t trying to be, or come off as “mean”. So I smiled. I just couldn’t, for the life of me, remember who the dude was. NO! IT’S NOT BECAUSE HE’S A GUY! I’M NOT A “HORNDOG”!

… okay maybe a little…

@Phyllis Alince | Ala Quin | Phillip Slate

 

[Ala Quin]

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"Well welcome home then, Master Alice!" Ala said with a broad grin that seemed to light up her face, "I am Master Ala Quin. Though not my first time here, I am relatively new to the Order of Shiraya...but..."

She glanced at Michael who seemed to be having a moment. Yes, it was certainly a moment. "...I have made it my job to know the faces of all the Padawan of our order. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Michael. I have read a little of your father's exploits. He was quite the man."

"And Philip Slate!" She said, turning to greet the newcomer to their little posse, "I am familiar with your face too. Glad to put a voice to it, finally."

Rocking back and forth on her toes, Ala looked about the little group that had assembled to greet the Alince. Whether they intended it or not, perhaps the Force had something in mind. "Is there anything that I, or maybe we, can assist you with?"

Phylis Alince Phillip Slate Michael Angellus​

 

[Lily Decoria]

Location: Naboo
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Equipment: Crossguard Lightsaber and Hydrangea Moonblade (concealed)
Tag: Phylis Alince | Michael Angellus | Ala Quin | Phillip Slate

Looking at this ship that Lily had won in a raffle, she tilted her head, it was larger than the ships that she would usually use when travelling. However, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing since Lily knew that going on missions with friends and going on extended missions, it would be good to have a ship like this. Especially since it was one built for speed and travel over combat. Something she had to keep in mind as well. Though there were internal designs that she needed to fix.

Mainly, if this was going to be a home away from Naboo, Lily needed a sparring room on the ship. There was no chance that she was going to using a ship that did not have the dedicated space for her to train and express her combat abilities. It would also mean that she could keep in her best physical shape as well.

She also wanted to make sure supplies were adequately stocked as well since it would look poor if she didn't have a fully stocked medical bay, food supplies and some other basics. For the most part, Lily was just designing the interior of the ship to represent the style of person that she was. Talking with supplier in the docking bay, Lily was going over everything she wanted for the ship and wondering what else they could do. Nothing massive in terms of modifying it, the ship was more than good enough as it was but design choices that were more Lily.

"Send me the bill once the supplies have been made then." Lily nodded to the supplier who rushed off to get the work done.

Leaving the bay where her ship was, she noted a gathering of a couple Jedi. Michael was the only face she recognised from the ground but she assumed that they must all be friendly and given the location, there might be someone new who has arrived. Lily would never dare to assume which of the three faces she did not recognise would be the one who was new. But it would be great for her to introduce herself and meet some new people. Walking over to the group, Lily gave a warm smile and looked over everyone.

"Hi, I'm Lily Decoria. Padawan to Master Briana Sal-Soren." Looking over to Michael, she gave a friendly wave so he knew that she remembered him before looking over to the newer faces. "Anything I can do to help?"

 

[Phylis Alince]

Lily Decoria Ala Quin Phillip Slate Michael Angellus



A whole slate of people had gathered! Phylis was not exactly anti-social, or even so much an introvert...but she did sometimes struggle dealing with multiple people. She looked at the three Padawans in turn.



"Ah, hmm, good morning, and greetings, Padawan Slate. And to you, Padawan Angellus and your droid too!"

Phylis understood droids better than people sometimes, and she understood binary too from long experience with her own droid.

It did seem that Angellus seemed a bit discomfited, distracted by something. No time to dig into that now as another wild Padawan appeared.

"Welcome, Padawan Decoria. A pleasure to meet you. I know of your Master."

The Jedi Master felt very out of the loop. Most of the old Masters she knew from her time in the Republic were long gone; dead, retired…turned. It was not a happy thought.

"Thank you, Master Quin. Yes, hmm, I suppose it is a return."



She paused, perhaps the Force had brought these people together. She had been immersed in the culture of many species for long enough to consider things in a different way. Perhaps it was the goddess Ashira guiding her path, or the spirits of the Vash.

Either way, this was an opportunity.

"Hmm, maybe. I came back because I heard about a most, hmm, curious report during my investigations elsewhere. I am seeking out an ancient fortress in the Gallo Mountains called the Emperor's Retreat. That is Emperor Palpatine, I'm sure you've all heard of him from ancient history. Anyway, he was from Naboo, and had a fortress here where he could do…hmm…Sith things presumably. He was a Sith, you know?" She had to focus, lest she go off on a tangent about ancient history.



"So I wanted to seek it out, but I was hoping to find information or even better someone who might have been to the area before. Hmmph, failing that I planned to just go there…but if you wanted to come on a field trip I guess that would be welcome!"



The Jedi Master peered at the group, wondering if they were willing to just follow her lead to a remote area of the planet. But hey, why not? Discovery and exploration was what Jedi needed…according to Phylis Alince anyway!

 

[Phillip Slate]

Location: Theed
Tags: Michael Angellus Ala Quin Phylis Alince Lily Decoria

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"And Philip Slate!" She said, turning to greet the newcomer to their little posse, "I am familiar with your face too. Glad to put a voice to it, finally."

At that, Phillip's face dropped completely, taking on a typical deer-caught in speeder light's expression. He wasn't sure how to feel about someone being familiar with his face when he wasn't familiar with them. He had always expected to be the person who was always fading into the background where no-one would recognise or remember him. It's how he felt with his family so to be recognised as a Padawan...It actually felt nice. Maybe joining the Order was the right way for him to feel good about himself...

He turned his head over towards the newest arrival, and blinked as he looked up at her. Wow. She was...tall. Wait. A sense of impending dread started to creep into Michael's head as he thought about heights, turning his attention to the rest of the group. He was taller than Master Quin, but her personality seemed larger than life so that didn't count. And so instead his eyes moved to Master Alince and Michael, as Phillip blinked to himself. And blinked again.

Chit. I'm one of the smallest here.

That didn't do great for his self confidence. Either way, he turned his attention over towards Phylis as she spoke...in what sounded like complete gibberish to Phillip. At least some of it. He knew about the mountains at least. History wasn't what appealed to him, it was the arts, so he had little clue who Palpatine was. He was pretty sure he had heard about someone working with the Order called Palpatine though...But apparently this Emperor had been a Sith. Phillip had yet to meet a Sith himself but he didn't need to meet one to know that they were bad JuJu.

"I don't mind going for a field trip. My uncle used to love to paint the mountains. I haven't been myself, but I've heard of them at least..."

Maybe he'd be able to get some inspiration. He had already seen a few landscapes he had never seen before now that he was a Padawan. The more he saw, the more ideas he'd be able to make...

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[Michael Angellus]

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Journal Entry: .

Okay, now Lily is hereeee…. Homina homina homina… I can do that here. No one is around. Anyway, I’m sure she noticed me all wide eyed… maybe not… I’m always wide eyed. So Master Quin mentioned she knew of my father. That’s cool! Maybe she knows Uncle Caltin, and … no… I cannot name drop. If I’m going to do this right, I’m not going to be the nepo-baby I would have been if I had gone into the Navy like I had wanted to.

She seemed okay from the whole “choking” thing, but I’m going to keep my water bottle out just in case she wants some. It’s okay if she does, I don’t backwash.

What was embarrassing was when she mentioned “Palpatine”. Maybe he was related To Tasia Palpatine , maybe he wasn’t. I don’t know. I didn’t mention her, but I did what I didn’t want to do.

Uncle Caltin tells stories of him, I don’t know... Please let “Caltin” be a common name. Please let “Caltin” be a common name. Please let “Caltin” be a common name.

... I'm always up to learn new things.

@Phyllis Alince | Ala Quin | Phillip Slate | Lily Decoria

 

[Tasia Palpatine]

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Carrying: A holonovel
Wearing: not a lot
Tag:

They say the force works in mysterious ways but just as Michael Angellus pondered the connection between his friend and her multiple great grandsire Sheev, Tasia felt a little tug in the force, her ears burned and her lip curled in a grin, if only she had been there to investigate, she might find it extremely interesting. But instead she lay in her bed reading a holonovel that Lily Decoria had loaned her during their recent shared holiday. And she was just getting to a good bit.

gunmetal
pewter
slate
even ash

The jedi couldnt believe there was really fifty of them...

 

[Ala Quin]

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Everything somewhat faded into the background with young Michael's claim to be related to Caltin. Ala frowned at first, deeply, and then lit up like the sun. Without hesitation, she bounced into an unexpected hug. Her arms wrapping around the young man and pulling him into the warm embrace. She was so overcome with excitement that he mess of hair smooshed into Michael's face as she turned her head and laid it on his chest.

He was much easier to hug than Caltin. He was so big. At least Ala could get her arms all around this kid.

"More family!" She said with what amounted to a squeal.

Her eyes, which had been squeezed shut, shot open instantly and she pushed away from hug. Her cheeks rose with a deep red hue as she attempted to brush her presence of his chest. "I am so sorry...that was really inappropriate...just Caltin didn't tell me I had another nephew..."

Her eyes flicked around the others that were present, and she smiled apologetically. Especially to the newer arrival, the Padawan to the Grandmaster. If Ala's behaviour got back to the leadership of this Order she was surely going to be brought in for a 'talk'.

"Emperor's Retreat! Yes! Let's do that!" She said without giving it a second thought. She spun about on her heels, rolled her eyes at herself, and then was about to step off in a random direction.

"Wait..."

She turned back again.

"...whose ship are we taking?"

Phylis Alince Phillip Slate Lily Decoria Michael Angellus Tasia Palpatine​

 

[Michael Angellus]

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Journal Entry: .

Okay “Wild Hair”... no that’s mean… Master Quin had me in a Wompa hug? She squealed? Okay that was nice, but why? Why did sh… wait… she said “family”? She’s related? Wait what? This was nice. Why is she apologizing though? Journal Entry: You’re family too? So, are you like a cousin or do I have an aunt I didn’t know about?

This is wild! Family is always good! Journal Entry: You don’t have to apologize to me! I’m a “hugger”.

Then she showed she is as wild as her hair and turned on her heel. Wait. Journal Entry: I can fly!




@Phyllis Alince | Ala Quin | Phillip Slate | Lily Decoria

 

[Phylis Alince]

Phillip Slate Michael Angellus Ala Quin Lily Decoria Tasia Palpatine

For her part Phylis had no idea that there was a Jedi with the name of the infamous Sith and Emperor in the Jedi Order. She would be slightly amused by the irony if she'd known. However, so many centuries had gone by that genetics would mean that there would be thousands of people so related currently alive.

"Ah, he was an artist?" Phylis asked Phillip.



It seemed like there was a reunion here. Phylis nodded.

"Caltin…Vanagor? Hmm, that's a name I've not heard for a while." She wasn't sure what the older Jedi's status was, and was aware of the potential awkwardness of asking about someone if they were dead. Still, she made the effort. "Hmm, how is he?"



Phylis gestured to her ship and smiled. "We can take mine, since we are here!" she declared. "Come, let's get going then, unless any of you have anything you need to do first? We are not, hmm, in a hurry."



As she approached the ship and activated the ramp, some of the Jedi might see a droid peering at them from the cockpit.

The ship itself was well made, built on a model of older such craft stretching back millennia. Indeed, the Jedi Master had very much built it with these ancient forms in mind.

Inside, the ship very much had the look of a place only one person used, much like an apartment lived in by a single person. It was not messy so much, as things were oddly distributed, as though they served a purpose known only to the owner. Or more importantly, there was such an odd array of items on display. A whole Jedi archive databank was built into one of the lower rooms. A collection of artefacts from a variety of worlds, a library with stone and flimsy books along with holocrons and datapads.

On the top floor was a full on blacksmith forge where Phylis made her Alkahest items.



As she boarded the ship there was the skittering of little feet and an adorable little rat ran up Phylis' leg and perched on her shoulder. "Ah, hmm, this is Nibbles. He's a Jedispawn. Hmmph, the only one. Well, hmm, one of two. The other's much more…metallic. Don't worry, he's very cute, and likes to cuddle."

 

[Phillip Slate]

Location: Theed
Tags: Michael Angellus Ala Quin Phylis Alince Lily Decoria

"Yes. Most of my family are involved in the arts some way."

It was almost like a recital with the way Phillip's voice had no tone to it as he replied to the question about his uncle. It was something he had repeated plenty of times. Yes, his family was filled with artists and he was just himself. It was a subject that he tried not to think about. There was nothing wrong with being asked about his family. Curiosity was only natural. It's just that Phillip felt like he was so unnatural when it came to his family.

With that however, Phillip followed the group towards the ship, making sure to just fall back to the rear of the group. He raised an eyebrow however as he stepped into the ship and took a look at the...well, he wouldn't call it a mess, but the disorganised arrangement of items. It reminded him of the various art studios his family had. The way they'd scatter their tools amongst the place with no rhyme or reason yet they always seemed to know where the tools they needed were. Hm...

He shook his head at that, and made his way towards the first place he could find to sit down. He was sure it wouldn't be a long flight so he could just relax.

 

[Michael Angellus]

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Journal Entry: .

Ever wanted to “facepalm”? I did mid hug when I heard Master Alince recognize Uncle Caltin. Not that I am ashamed or anything, I just didn’t want to bring him or cousin Connel into this, or anything here. I want to do this on my own and not be considered some “nepo-baby”. Yeah, that’s him. Sorry, I didn’t mean to namedrop. He’s doing well, I guess.

That was embarrassing. Moving on, she’s got a pretty nice ship. OOO a droid! He looked lonely.

Hey Dude! What’s your name? Earp or Six Nine? Whichever? Okay! I’ll call you Six Nine. Oh yeah, my name’s “Michael Angellus”. Yeah, “Angellus”? Wha? You know about them? This droid is INSANE!

Okay, before anyone reading this, WHO SHOULD NOT BE! THIS IS MY JOURNAL! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO WRITE THIS?! ... I mean that the droid is “insane” as a compliment! I just want to clarify! This little green guy is cool!

I envy your color scheme. Ha! Yeah, “Green”... I know… bad joke… I get my sense of humor from my dad.




@Phyllis Alince | Ala Quin | Phillip Slate | Lily Decoria

 

[Tasia Palpatine]

Carrying: Palpatine's Saber, Hunting gear, Kiffar Blade, Underwater breather
Wearing: Raiments of Shiraya

Before long Tasia began to wonder why she hadn't attended the archaeology mission after all, she didn't know the destination originally, there was that, and she had been busier lately than she remembered, but these were her people now, so she really should have.

As if by fate her comm buzzed and she looked down, at a message from a friend.

"I don't think you'll want to miss this, we are cracking open Palpatine's retreat."

She wasted no time, she dressed into her raiment quickly, clipped on her gear and ran out of her home releasing a long whistle. As she ran there was flapping behind her and she jumped into the air for her Aiwha to catch her and soar into the air. The destination was a few hundred miles away but it was closer to her than it was to the shuttle so she had a chance to meet them there unless the shuttle was at full throttle for some reason. The Jedi and her beast flew high into the clouds, she let her mount guide the way as the creature knew the air currents better than she ever would and they ripped along at a high speed.

Not long later she saw the shuttle approaching at an angle, they would see the winged creature in the distance at what looked like an intercept course but she would meet them not far from the landing spot and convene with the rest of the Naboo.

Phillip Slate Michael Angellus Lily Decoria Ala Quin Phylis Alince