Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Private A Slave, A Slaver, A Friend.

Kuxirra took the food, nodding in thanks. "I've always been able to feel the Force in places like this, but with the collar...I feel so alone. I can't feel anything. It terrifies me."

He honestly couldn't help but feel bad about this. So he said with a sigh, "I'll be straight with you. I don't want to sell you. But the fact is that this is my livelihood, I can't just set you free either. I do, however, have a solution. If you help me catch someone of potentially equal value, or a number of someone's that add up to equal value, then I'll set you loose. And to make sure that you don't violate any morals you have, you only need to help with catching criminals. Does this sound reasonable to you?"
 
Kuxirra nodded in thanks, reaching out towards the Force, although she couldn't feel it. "Thank you."

He went up into the ship and started to think. She appeared to be really bothered by her disconnection with the force, he didn't much understand it but it was a fact that was obvious. Maybe he could switch out that collar for one that doesn't cut the force off from her. But could he trust her not to run?
 
Grey Jedi Padawan/Cinnamon Roll
Kuxirra weighed her options, closing her eyes to block out distractions. She could run, but without the use of the Force, she didn't know if she could manage. It wasn't that she thought she had to use the Force to survive. The Force was a part of her like her lekku and montrals, like her heart and lungs. She felt she couldn't live without it. Besides, she was fairly certain the collar would shock her. The Togruta was sure she'd be able to survive in the wilderness, but she had nothing to call for help, and the nearest village was far away. She decided she would bide her time.
 
Kuxirra weighed her options, closing her eyes to block out distractions. She could run, but without the use of the Force, she didn't know if she could manage. It wasn't that she thought she had to use the Force to survive. The Force was a part of her like her lekku and montrals, like her heart and lungs. She felt she couldn't live without it. Besides, she was fairly certain the collar would shock her. The Togruta was sure she'd be able to survive in the wilderness, but she had nothing to call for help, and the nearest village was far away. She decided she would bide her time.

He went to bed, a little plagued by guilt. But he told himself he'd have to get over it eventually if he wanted to make it. So he slept. And the following morning he stepped outside and told her to come in for breakfast and takeoff.
 

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